Escape the Day

First moment of awakening I can feel your lost breathe linger cross my moisture laden skin. I dreamed again that I caressed the nape of your neck with kisses as I had done on oh, so many lost dawns. I could feel your long lean fingers surround my waist on either side of my navel to pull me closer to your chest like you used to when the warm Slippery Rock rain used to slide cross your little basement window. We would slide under your silky feather down, hold each other close and whisper of escaping the day.