In the silent night, she dreams away
A woman with a heart of gold
Her thoughts a lullaby, a soft display
Of feelings that cannot be told
Her hair cascades like a waterfall
A river of ebony that flows
Her eyes, two pools of midnight gall
Reflecting secrets no one knows
Her lips, a rose that blooms in May
A gentle curve that sparks desire
Her voice, a melody that does not fray
A siren's song that sets hearts afire
In her dreams, she dances in the breeze
A nymph in a land of make-believe
Her soul, free from life's unease
A world where she can forever live
But when the morning sun does rise
She opens her eyes with a sigh
Her dreams, a fleeting paradise
That fades as the day goes by
Yet, she remains a dreamy woman
Living in a world of her own
A muse to those who dare to summon
The magic of a heart unknown.