Discarded Dreamer

Adrift on the sway Of a silk errant breeze Wandering out of myself Sailing along dreaming too long I encountered the grip of an elf He looked in my eyes And I swift realized I had drifted much further away Than I ever had dared And suddenly shared In his fear I was going to stay I was really quite hesitant No permanent resident Becoming quite ashen and gray He hurled me thru clouds Of souls wrapped up in shrouds As I desperately countered my spin Slid thru the air With uncertain flair To consider the state I was in Found the soul anchor line This was cutting it fine And thankfully reeled myself in