Daydreamer

Call me Daydreamer

I am the one in the classroom

With the blank stare

And drool dripping down my chin

While my fingers twist

In my hair,

Braiding fantasies faster than

You can say Prince Charming

Better than your fireplaces

And Christmas trees

With shiny paper boxes

Perfectly placed under the

Painted frost

I have palaces and gowns

Of blue silk and glitter,

White horses pulling my carriage

While the servants bow low,

Each a particularly delicious brand

Of underwear model

Just in case I don’t find Prince Charming

During my dragon slaying adventures

Because here Prince Charming is a mystery

wrapped in dark brown and cinnamon

With a playful glint in his eye

And a passionate temper

He is a beast for me to tame with

A touch of my hand,

A caress of the lips,

And he will call me Daydreamer

Because I have created this world

As an island with palm trees

And ripe coconuts,

A beach of golden sand

And never ending stars

That dip down to meet the

Royal blue of the ocean

And the glistening white of the frothing waves

As they swell to the call of the moon

Here while you lecture me

About whatever reality considers important

Is where I lay with eyes closed,

Skin bare, dreaming because I,

I am the Daydreamer