Cradle of Stars

Night unfurls its mystical wand
to wave across the pillow's stage.
Inhaling the eyelid flutter potion
of moonbeam kisses,
slipping silvery strands of stardust sight
over wonder's delicate membrane.

Crossing the boundary between touch and imagined
swaying under the spell of sultry wisps
swirling in surreal currents,
bedazzling beats bewitch in harping celestial elegance
before the mattress becomes a magic carpet
soaring to the realm
where the impossible is never lord.

Flawless lovers await with endless caresses
inside sensuous hammocks
for taking hearts where their heated breaths
can steam the soul.
Elysian teases come with their tantalizing kisses,
while Eden is planted within
having bliss's beauty and gold.

Tomorrow we wander amid the thorns,
but by eve,
rocking so seductively in the exotic spell
from reaching the Sandman's
cradle of stars.