I close my eyes
and fade away into a place
in my own mind;
A place where
random thoughts
are mixed and packed
into clouds;
floating lazily.

Sometimes I sit on an
especially fluffy one
and journey somewhere,
until it starts to vanish
from under me,
into little wispy threads...

I forget where I was going
and jump on another one,
and another;
as if skipping and
hopping about.

Carelessly.

One cloud crumbles and evanesces,
and another appears;
like stairs--
Appearing one by one
at my feet,
progressing forward,
carrying me.....
....where?

I start to forget,
why or how
I ended up here-
but there is
peace here. And comfort.

As I start to enjoy, I know it's not real.
Clouds rain in the real world.
And knowing that scares me.

*I know I have to wake up.

the princess laughs and says, 'my love is a poet, the best poet ever'
oh, says the wizard, 'where you meet this prince, who is so clever?'
and the princess smiles a dazzling smile, 'by the sea, by the sand
he's building a pretty castle for me, with shiny jewels in his hand'

so mesmerized is the wizard, by a princess's enchanting smile and beauty fair,
he gives instructions, saying, 'dear princess you must take extra care'
'yes, thank you kindly sir, you are the best wizard ever, you are so fly'
'anything for you your highness, ' says wizard, 'forever your wizard am I'