Brittany

October 4, 2020

Last night

I had a dream about lilies

Lost in a field

With the rue and clover

Eyes confused

While stepping past the goldenrod

Letting the smell guide my steps

Soft, but compelling

Leaves passing

Along my outstretched fingertips

Looking for my way out

Upon a brook I found

White lilies on the shore

Then there did my heart sink

Leaning down

To stroke a petal

A single tear

Dropped along my cheek

Landing on the petal

Drinking my sweetness up

I plucked it from the soil

Wove it into my hair

Leaving my dream

With the smell of lilies by my ear

I walked back to reality

But it didn't stop my tears

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