A Dance With Dreams
We waltz among moonlit clouds,
chiffon robes, a dreamy shroud.
Clasping hands we spin and twirl,
this sleepers haven, a perfect world.
Darkness lends to a soul's relief,
sparing hearts from the grief.
Trending fears of dawns new light,
shining pain upon the plight.
An evenings gift, at days long end,
a return to sleep, when we'll dance again!
Copyright © Mark Hughes | Year Posted 2017