I adore the sweet fragrants of freshly fallen rain
Mother natures remedy to cleanse away the pain

The bright sun piercing through the blackened cloud
A resemblance of hope burning down the vile shroud

A brisk dewy morning gives birth to a new day spawning happiness
Unveiling natures true essence, comforted by her warm finesse

Come! let us dance amid the wild orchids my love, my sacred one
Bathe me in your alluring glow that sooths and warms like a rising sun

The morrow may bring with it my death! Take my soul as this mornings gift
Your love is the air this soul breaths lost without it, meandering adrift