Have I ever dreamt of the sunrise? The new dawn, with it thoughts and opportunities.

Have I ever confessed my love of the sunrise?
Your image in my head,
Your breath softly caressing my skin unknown to you as you are unknowning to the world sleeping beside me.

The fresh morning breeze,
Whistle of the leaves,
The joy of the trees.

My heart belongs now to the sunrise.
The unknown yet known.
What lies ahead...
Take my hand. Inhale.

Exhale.

Come with me.