Escape

The clock ticks
Each second an hour
Seven more classes
Yosemite hangs on the wall
Mocking me
Tempting me
So much to do
But I just want to
Escape
To go back to the 
Warmer days
Summer days
I want more than anything
to be camping
Freshwater runs between
smooth stones
muddy ground
adventures
as night sets into the forest
The crickets sing
The campfire blazes
In his arms
I could stay
watch the stars all night
as they fall from the
Heavens