I see through many other eyes
And feelings share as though inside
The heads and hearts of beasts and men
I am when dreaming, now and then.
I walked in Tudor times again
As someone’s loyal and trusted friend.
A family of monstrous men
And women, I was one of them.
I dream in vivid stories when
I walk in the shoes of other men
These stories have just one down-side:
They never end before I rise!

Form: Duo-rhyme

Prompt: Be inspired by a dream, without saying it’s a dream.
Not strictly followed, but acted as a starting place.