My LO(A)ST DREAM

This morning i felt some prick in my eyes
Perhaps some unattended dreams lie there
A dream that was dearest but delicate
I opened my eyes only to find it crashed here

A drop of tear couldn't roll out of my eyes
Perhaps it was frozen and swore not to come out
As it was not just a drop if water, but a dream
That canvassed the beauty of her sight
And extent of my sorrows and sighs

Perhaps I was in a long stupor
When i found her lay beside myself
Woke up just to a dejection
That it was only my false perception

Her arms around me were but the arms of...