In a bed of dreams

Moonlight paints tales on the bedroom wall, As Arie's laughter, a gentle thrall. In the quiet moments, love is fed, laying ever so comfortably in bed Feathers of sleep gently flutter, In the soft realm where dreams utter. Arie and I, entwined in bed, In the mantra of this room, where love is spread Together we drift in a cozy sea, Where the night whispers its sweet decree. In the stillness, our thoughts entwine, A dance of dreams, a love defined. A soft sound of snores, a gentle hum, As the night in warmth does succumb. In a bed of dreams whispers of a silent voice Arie and I, in slumber, a delightful choice Soft blankets cocoon, a tender embrace, Comfortable silence, a tranquil grace. Pillows cradle the echoes of our sighs, Underneath the moonlit lullabies. Feathered pillows hug dreams tight, A serene night in the soft moonlight. In this peaceful realm where love is bred, Sweetly nestled, with Arie, in my head