The Clouds

I get carried away in the clouds. They pass, and take me with them to places I've never been and maybe it's their first time too. But i have a book, always, and they take me and my book with puffy, joyous grins upon their faceless minds. They take me places never stepped upon by any other human; places only I can reach. And they take me and only me. That's what I love. The clouds carry me away.