Naked I slip
into my second skin,
snug as a womb,
comfortable as silk.
Free, I soar
from the edge,
leaving earthbound worries
on a concrete shore.
They cannot follow here
where I fly,
where I spread my wings
to escape
For a little while
while I dream,
while I become my dreams
while anything is possible.
This respite feeds my soul,
washes away
residuals of yesterday,
reminds me who I am.
© 2005