Silver moonlight dances on the skin...
A deep-felt sleep sinks within...
Dreams of rapture, of delight...
Burst upon eyes of no sight...
Nestled in the cradle of your bed...
A fount of wishes where dreams are fed,
Holding to nothing but color and sound,
Living a reality with no one around.
The nightmare of nightmares, dreams of dreams,
Nothing is ever as it seems...
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