Morning Sun
I see the sun rising behind me in the reflection of her eye
it is beautiful
and I can't help but wonder where it gets her shine
there's a smile in there somewhere
I know one day to find
I run my fingers across her length
and I wish this place to stay
dawn it is an awakening
aroused as breath is day
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