Winter Writings: Day 28

I sleep
and the full moon beckons me
to travel this night
along a carpet of stars
dressed in glitter and black satin
with pockets full of magic.

I look down
at dreamless sleepers
still slumbering, unaware,
that to believe in your dreams
gives you wings to fly
and magic to make wishes come true.

Come morning, I awaken
to my ordinary life,
still smiling with memories
of distant lands,
and murmured love
and dancing in the clouds.