Daydream

Here I am
Floating in my own
Everlasting dream wonderland
The words are little clouds
All sitting comfortably
In a ball of fluff
Ready to be plucked
To form the next line
As I read
I see no shape forming
Just images and pictures
Words to fulfil
To distinguish one place
To the next
A train of thought
The steam of the mind
Coating and searing intensely
A descending mood
Flitting from one emotion
To the opposite range
The fullness of rage
To be abandoned
As I enter
My daydream