My Day Dreams

I can't describe the feeling
of when I float away
into a misty day dream,
A world of my very own
And though I sit in math class
I might as well be at home

Oh the beauty of day dream
As I scrape the sky
Algebraic formulas continue to pass me by

Oh the warmth of day dream,
The joy of numbing bliss,
The tango of thought,
The damage of kiss.

Oh what pretty day dream
An escape from all the drama
A pillow of ideas
A lovely little trauma

Oh what splendid day dream
The crippling touch of sleep
As minds all at ease,
Baring a secret our brains keep.

I really like your poem. I like the rhyme and the repetition of "Oh".
Now I know that I am not the only math-class day dreamer!

Keep these lovely little poems coming!

This was better than the last poems I've reviewed before. I especially like this part:

Oh the warmth of day dream,
The joy of numbing bliss,
The tango of thought,
The damage of kiss.

The rhyme was pretty godo as well, except for the drama - trauma one, which don't rhyme so well.