06-22-2018, 09:57 PM
The dew kisses the sunrise
With lovers’ bliss
A time of our short lives
Which I would never miss
Your eyes open softly
Two obsidian isles
Trapped amid azure seas
Joy amidst mundane trials
Your sweet lips
Open to greet me
Why am I so blessed
As to be loved so completely?
The morning is a magical time
That is a sure truth
May nothing take us from it
Of steal from us our youth.
With lovers’ bliss
A time of our short lives
Which I would never miss
Your eyes open softly
Two obsidian isles
Trapped amid azure seas
Joy amidst mundane trials
Your sweet lips
Open to greet me
Why am I so blessed
As to be loved so completely?
The morning is a magical time
That is a sure truth
May nothing take us from it
Of steal from us our youth.