A morning light, brightening the space,
Revealing dust molecules
Moving round and about to sporadic destinies
Steaming tea, wisps of morning spirit
To catch our breath
Open and unobstructed views
Of vast landscapes
Shielding us from the world
Clear sight of our daydreams
Depicted on every surface and reflection
Of rosy cheeks and wide eyes
Beneath natural, disarrayed hair
From last night's hands and pillows
To our euphoria now
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