Aurum Somnium

In slumber, she is wrapped in golden threads, A tapestry of dreams, where darkness blends. The metallic sheen of her skin, a mirror to the soul, Reflects the turmoil, the peace that makes us whole. Her hair, a cascade of liquid gold, Flows like a river, where secrets unfold. The darkness whispers truths, of a world untold, Where shadows dance, and the heart is made of gold. In this surreal landscape, she finds her peace, A place where the metallic and the divine release. The golden light, a symbol of her inner strength, Guides her through the night, where fears are lengthened. With every breath, she rises above the pain, And in the darkness, she finds her golden reign. Her dreams are woven, with threads of gold, A fabric of hope, where the heart is made to unfold.