They say that dreams are only meant for sleeping

when the stars dance across the night sky

but my dreams get daylong

of diamond dragons in the darkest desert

so like a shadow I creep

the soft creak of the floor is comforting

the moon is a spoon that scoops up the moor

I drift & dream once more

dazzling dolphins

dashing Dalmatians

little did I know

my dreams were a blessing in disguise

my eyes were diamonds

hoping to shine as bright as the stars

so I'll continue to dream

until pigs fly

I'll write a Hancock on my heart

and be a professional daydreamer