In thy dreams, a world takes flight,
Where fantasies dance in the soft moonlight.
A realm where hopes and wishes run,
In the sweet embrace of dreams yet spun.

In the still of night, when stars align,
Thy dreams take shape, vivid and fine.
A canvas unfurls, a masterpiece born,
In the realm of dreams, where desires adorn.

In thy dreams, futures surely come,
Where visions bloom, where hearts succumb.
With every slumber, a tale unfurls,
In the whispers of dreams, where the heart swirls.

A world of enchantment, of pure delight,
Where imagination soars, taking flight.
In the ethereal realm where fantasies roam,
In thy dreams, destinies find their home.

Through the darkness that blankets the night,
In the theater of dreams, dreams take flight.
A realm of possibilities, where hopes become,
In thy dreams, a certainty to welcome.

So in the embrace of night's tender hum,
Let thy dreams blossom, let them become.
For in thy dreams, where dreams succumb,
Lies the promise of futures yet to come.