Imaginary Poem by Kenzie Lynn

Imaginary



If I open my eyes will he still be there
Or was he just a figment of my imagination.
His perfect stone cold face looking upon me
His seductive voice makes me look at him.
The sun glistens off him like diamonds
Shooting rainbows left and right
Is he really here?
Or is this all imaginary?

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Kenzie Lynn

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