Dreams in Moonlight

In the hush of night, I softly drift,

Where silver dreams in moonlight lift.

Beneath the stars, my spirit flies,

In quiet wonder, past midnight skies.

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A river of light, it calls my name,

Each ripple a dream, never the same.

I chase the hope that softly gleams,

Wrapped in the wonder of moonlit dreams.

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When dawn arrives, I still believe,

In whispered dreams that never leave.

For in the glow of morning’s beams,

I carry the magic of moonlight dreams

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The scent of dreams drifts in the air,

With every step, I’m floating there.

In the quiet glow before the day,

I find my path, I find my way