At times of dark or light,
It symbolizes magic
Dreams turn into a flight,
Whether it's peace or tragic!
Eyelashes touch the skin,
Desires start growing
A smile forms above the chin,
But even the tears start flowing.
Thoughts take dangerous turn,
And screams begin to trigger
Peace begins to burn,
Nightmares grow a whole lot bigger!
A hug can decrease,
The sorrows and pain
The hall of divinity increases,
That shapes into a chaste gain.
Slumber is a key,
That unlocks the doors we cherish
It changes it's path like a buzzing bee
And when it breaks the dreams just
perish!