Yesterday

Yesterday the Sun was shining.
To be woken by chirping families
is like being calmly rocked from a dream.
The waves that poured through the blinds
hugged us in a warm beige glow
and I opened my eyes to you.
We ran off into the heat.
The still bare branches bleeding into the sky
like hands grasping at the rays
drinking it in, sucking it down and reviving.
Your face began to blush beautifully
and your elegant pose spurred me forward.
We slowed to walk
as our lungs squeezed out the last of the air
quenching
returning hand in hand to chirping families
and the rug we rested on.
The day remained here until
the cooling Sun retired
and we retreated back to where
the beige glow cradled us.
We cradled eachother.
Yesterday the Sun was shining.