For Loren: With Love

When the sun rises
Peaking into the bedroom window
Which refreshingly faces east
And the bright beams tickle our slumbering bodies
Until we finally awaken refreshed
Together and alive with that soft glow
Upon our skin
That only
Pure happiness
Can bring
Then we shall know
The certainty of unexpected bliss
And the random nature of love
Being found in a place
That virtually does not
Exist.