Morpheus

He's the man I'll forever wait at night-- to crawl in my sleeping wake. My unconscious state has been wandering, through hills and mountains, in the realm of dreams. And there, he'd wait for me-- he'd hold my hand and cross the sea. We've wandered to different dreams, of a man who dreamt of marrying his beloved, a mother who wants a future with her children, and there is a girl who's been chased by her nightmare. When I wake up I'd hold my pen-- and start to write our journey. He'd helped me write my great stories, he's the man I want in my reality. He's the son of Hypnos-- the Lord of Dreams.