Warmth from beneath the covers
sinks my unconscious mind
into a state of beauty
where imagination prevails time

A flood of distant wonders
now bright with new intent
creates a world of color
to relive the life less spent

fantasy overpowers
reality of sorts
and bends the rules of physics
that reality supports

when our minds decide to sleep
our senses seem to wake
and we invent the truth
that reality is fake

but when the moon grows tired
the sun shines bright again
the dream is overthrown
and the world is ruled by men

but it cannot be restrained
come night it will be back
so don't let life take over
dreams provide what real life lacks