#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,

Dreams dance in the moonlight's gleam,
Whispers of the day now fade,
Stars above, a tranquil dream,
In the silence, memories cascade.

Soft pillows cradle my head,
In the realm where thoughts take flight,
Fantasy's tapestry is spread,
Painting visions in the night.

The night sky, a cosmic thread,
Stitching tales, both old and new,
In this world of dreams widespread,
Imagination's canvas, a vivid hue.

As the night wraps me, a cloak to keep,
A voyage in dreams, my soul does leap.