As twilight weaves its gentle spell,
In moonlit glow, our dreams compel,
A world where whispers softly creep,
Into the silent symphony of sleep.

Stars adorn the velvet night,
Guiding souls on journeys bright,
In realms where fantasies take flight,
Beyond the reach of morning’s light.

The heart finds peace, the mind at ease,
In slumber’s arms, we find release,
From worldly woes and day’s demands,
In sleep’s domain, where time expands.

When dawn’s embrace begins to stir,
And dreams recede in morning’s blur,
We rise, refreshed, from night’s retreat,
Until again, in sleep, we meet.