In the gentle embrace of the night’s embrace,
Where stars weave tales of forgotten grace,
Dreams dance silently across the sky,
Whispering secrets as they fly by.

Beneath the moon’s soft, silvery glow,
Visions unfurl like rivers that flow,
Carving pathways through the soul’s deep streams,
Nurturing hope in the land of dreams.

Each slumbering breath, a voyage anew,
Painting worlds in the night’s gentle hue,
Where wishes take flight on wings of desire,
Igniting the heart with passion’s fire.

So let the dreams guide through night’s gentle sea,
For in their whispers, we find what could be,
A canvas of stars, a story untold,
Where the heart’s true dreams are quietly bold.