You open your eyes
As the sun rise.
You get up from your bed
As the white clouds across the horizon spread.
You realize it was all just a dream
Because reality is always it may seem.
Your senses wake up
As I hold your hand tightly that may never drop.
I recite this every morning where the sky is blue
"Good morning and have a nice day to you"
But the best part of all this sweet little brew-
Is when I say "I love you".
©outworld
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