Dreams float in
Stealing my attention
Flying away
Like balloons on cut strings
They whisper stories
Of past glories
They recount our tales
Of wins and fails
And speak of what we wish to come
Dreams hold the key
To an alternate reality
The door into a realm
Of which you are at the helm
An entire new world
For you, unfurled
Discoveries abound
In your dream cloud
The cloud you run with wishes to come.
