Daylight Strip

The sea of evergreen engulfs
a petite, spriteful lady in a violet
blouse, housed by sparks of bright
        blues, reds, and yellows.
She stands before me, mellow
in the embrace of fading dusk light.
Day was greeted with sly smiles and
half-woken daydreams.
Hazy, similarly lazy wisps of tea
shade the room with barely-made
memories of less than half a decade
of hopeful, Romantic thoughts of the future.
We wear our unsureties like a welcome
sweater in Winter time.
I sip the cup of tea as she
gracefully sits beside me,
relaxed as a cat sprawled out
on a strip of day-time on carpet floor.
                     She complains of sore feet received
the other day, and I reply wryly
if she spent the night practicing
                              landing on all fours, to which
she mockingly hangs her mouth in horror.
We laugh, afternoon dew sprinkling our weekend.
                 We sit there, one another's bookends,
watching the sun's rays climb the shelves.
She lays her head on my shoulder
              as the sun light smolders the room
in smoky orange.
Strains of opus 76, a string quartet,
blankets us, a bundle of collective sighs.
The sky bursts in shades of warmth,
just as quickly melting into soothing cool.
Stars blink just beyond the pillow clouds,
winking witness to our weekend welcome embrace.
                        Time stretches and accommodates us
                            as we sit side by side,
half-lulled into dreamy, coaxing, sleep.
                          Each other's keeper, we drift away
with every bump of our heart beats.
Every bump of our heart beats.
                  Our heart beats.
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Still working out this "show, not tell" thing. Requires tons of adjectives. Hope you enjoy it!

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