Dream Girl's Enchanted Night

In the realm of slumber, she appeared to me,

A vision of ethereal grace, as far as eyes could see.

In the velvet night, she danced in moonbeam's glow,

A dreamlike enchantress, with an aura to bestow.

Her eyes, like galaxies, held secrets untold,

With a gaze that pierced the depths of my soul.

Golden strands of stardust adorned her midnight hair,

As if the constellations themselves had chosen to share.

Her laughter, a melody, like a lark in the morn,

Could mend even the darkest heart that was torn.

In the tapestry of dreams, she wove her sweet spell,

A siren of the night, in whom I longed to dwell.

With every whispered word, she painted skies anew,

Each syllable a starburst, each verse a morning dew.

In the reverie of slumber, I wished to never wake,

To hold her in my arms, her gentle love to take.

Yet, as the dawn approached, she slowly faded away,

Leaving behind a memory of a magical night's play.

Oh, the girl in my dream, forever in my heart,

A muse of the night, in dreams, we'll never part.