Sinking in the Clouds of Daydreams

I catch myself thinking of you,
lost in thought,
walking through…
wisps and tufts of fluffy clouds,
on a sunny day;
I feel like tumbling,
tossing and turning,
in this mayhem of fantasies,
foolish possibilities;
Biting my lip, smiling,
as I lay,
on the sofa, in the veranda or on the beach,
a forgotten book beside me,
wherever I maybe;
An imagination taking hold of me;
It is a new feeling,
like a freshly laundered handkerchief,
smelling of jasmines,
and prim roses,
tempting me with a day dream.

© soulreserve 2015

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