Left You Sleeping

A note I left a sleeping lover.

Sorry I left you sleeping alone this morning, but you sleep so sweet, your palm resting your cheek as the patio blinds swing softly to the hum of the air conditioner letting rays of golden light dance along your body, the sun fights the blinds for the privilege. I wanted to wake you, pull you close, wrap yourself in me, for to cuddle you is to cradle the star-hewn beauty of the moon. So rest yourself a while more, let the light and wind distend their discord, further their fray to lightly touch an angel’s face. Fill the room with your breath so that even after you’ve left I can feel you in my lungs. Hug the pillows and wrap your body tight in the bedding so that I can feel you when I lay where you were, so that I can smell you when I close my eyes and maybe you may find your way into my dreams so I can once again lay beside you to the tune of storms hissing static through the screen door.