Moon Dream

How many moons have passed me by? Waxing, waning and wandering Marking nights like a silent clock, Passing timepiece over the sky! I slumbered in oblivion, From everything, not just the night. Content I wandered in my dreams, Explored mystic halls and chambers, In them I greeted Kings and Queens, I privy to all their favours. I dreamed of love and lust and more, Every conceivable flavour. Comprehendible equations, And fearless daring behaviour! Alas eventually I wake, And count the waxing Moons once more, A concrete world where risks I take, No longer dreaming as before.