#WritcoPoemPrompt82
At night when I lay in bed,
As I drift towards my sleep,
When the eve becomes shadowy red,
My slumber has begun deep.

In dreams, a realm of magic weaves,
A tapestry of reveries bright,
Where stars and moonlight softly cleave,
And fantasy takes flight.

I wander through enchanted lands,
Where castles gleam in moonlit haze,
With fairies dancing hand in hand,
In a ballet of stardust's grace.

Whispers of the night surround,
An orchestra of crickets play,
As the moon, a beacon, is crowned,
Guiding dreams along their way.

Among the clouds, I soar and glide,
A soaring bird in skies of dreams,
To where my heart and soul reside,
In euphony of silent streams.

Faces of loved ones come in sight,
In dreams' embrace, we reunite,
Their laughter echoes through the night,
A symphony of love's delight.

Yet, as the dawn begins to rise,
The dreams dissolve, a fleeting haze,
I bid the reveries goodbye,
In waking world, I'll spend my days.

But memories of dreams reside,
In the chambers of my heart's keep,
A secret world where dreams abide,
As I lay down once more to sleep.

In night's embrace, the cycle turns,
A lullaby the stars compose,
In dreams, my heart forever yearns,
For the serenade that night bestows.