A Dream...

I have a dream to give that came to me last night, with magic of night to live in shadows of moon light. So much in that dream that now has flown away, like water of a river stream that through the hours play. those in my heart did fill the pleasures of going hours, all in the darkness until morning awaked its flowers. Those dreams like a fantasy on to the deep of dark space, letting my wings go free within its light and its grace. Where I could fly far away on to the dances of dream, grasp each its pixie on play where none in reality seem. My sensations were in it all as if I were in its reality one, before crack of dawn's call and imaginings were all gone.