Figment Of A Dream Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silently, quietly, almost asleep, then you come
to mind in all your regal glory, eyes shining
with love for me.

Reaching out to grasp you, but you're only a
figment of a dream I was just beginning to see,
tears now flowing from my eyes and heart.

So lonely and forsaken, wanting your heart beating
beside mine as I hold you tightly in my arms, not
wanting to be alone tonight, then your face silently
disappears.