October 22, 2022

every sunrise

the sun is slowly climbing the eastern horizon
spreading its golden light over the autumn leaves
and burning away the morning frost

i stay warm under blankets
wishing you were near
dreaming of a day
when every sunrise
is a chance to kiss you
to feel your skin
warm against mine

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