Myriad Hues

If only I could write, What dreams they would ignite, A tapestry of wonder, woven in the night, A symphony of fantasies, dancing in moonlight. A world of boundless magic, where dragons roam, A realm where lovers reunite, beneath a starlit dome. Where heroes rise, and villains fall, A land of endless adventure, beckoning one and all. If only I could write, What dreams they would excite, Of battles fought and victories won, Of friendships forged and love begun. A place where time stands still, and dreams take flight, A sanctuary for the heart, to escape the worldly fight. A universe of whimsy, where laughter never fades, A garden of enchantment, where memory never wades. If only I could write, What dreams they would invite, A symphony of colors, vibrant and true, A kaleidoscope of emotions, both old and new. A canvas where imagination knows no bounds, A journey through the stars, where wonder astounds. If only I could write, these dreams to share, A testament of hope, for all who dare. T