Drift through the clouds,
untouchable yet distinguishable.
cool and misty beneath your body,
will get shivers up and down your spine.
Feel the mist clinging to your free-falling self, smell the thick, musty air,
Hear the wind
whistling
past your ears,
Reach for the
thick
but unnaturally
thin
fog.
Now open your eyes,
It was only a dream.
By Rhiannon C