moonlit streams (new poem)

As dusk descends and the world grows still,
I dance with whispers, night’s crown my thrill.
The shades beckons, my soul’s intent keen,
To paint my dreams with hues unseen.

In twilight’s domain, where fantasies dwell,
I find my comfort, my haven, my well.
With imagination’s brush, free and untamed,
A work of art from a heart unclaimed.

Under starry arches, I seek and retrieve,
In tranquility, my essence begins to weave.
Old wounds, now stories of valor and fight,
Mended by starlight’s soft, healing light.

Dreams take flight on moonlit streams,
A free bird in the realm of dreams.
With every breath, in night’s tender clasp,
I glide through dreams with a boundless grasp.

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poetry – 115 words – reading time: 1 minute