I miss the sunshine.
I know why it’s out today –
It’s wiping the shadows
Away from our eyes.

It’s going to warm the bare skin on your
Chest,
Forming pathways between your flesh and
Mine,
And when you brush the hair out of my face
With your fingers cascading over my cheekbones…
I could just lay here.

Can you hear it?
The sun is so loud, screaming almost,
Calling our very own names.

The sun came out today
For us,
To warm your hand so that it can hold mine,
But unfortunately,
the sun can’t change your mind when you
let go.