#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,

Silent whispers dance around,
In the corners of my mind,
In the stillness, they are found,
Unraveling secrets undefined.

The moonlight gently strokes my face,
Caressing my weary soul,
Embracing me in its soft embrace,
As the night takes its toll.

Dreams come alive, in colors bright,
Painting a canvas unseen,
A world of wonder, free from plight,
Where my spirit can roam serene.

Time suspends its ceaseless chase,
In this haven of peaceful rest,
Where worries fade without a trace,
And troubles lie suppressed.

The stars above, they softly gleam,
Guiding me through the night,
In this realm of tranquil dream,
I find solace, pure and bright.

Oh, how blessed is this mystical hour,
When my thoughts are finally still,
When the world outside begins to cower,
And my heart can freely spill.

So, let me sink into this sleep,
Where fantasies are born anew,
In this sacred space, my soul will keep,
Finding peace, through and through.

In the depths of night, I find release,
A respite from the day's demands,
Wrapped in slumber's gentle peace,
I surrender to its tender hands.

© 𝓡.𝓕𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓼 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓬 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓵