“Reality facing Dream”

As I stepped in the humid breeze of garden,

Moon eloped the casted shadow that glisten,

Grass kiss my barefoot,

Even Tulips feel my warmth to their root.

Silver gown I wore,

Shimmering under the stars, and never an eyesore,

My prince in uniform of a knight,

Glimmers even in the realm of knight.

As I walk near him,

With eyes staring and hands reaching,

I can almost touch him,

Only then I realized and woke up, ‘twas just a dream.