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Click hereThe red glaze of a rising sun,
reflections of gold off the dew,
sitting here thinking, knowing you are the one,
as I watch over you.
Waiting for the day to come,
it always remains the same,
though sometimes it will not for some,
I hope I will not feel that pain.
Till then I wonder what I’ll do,
as long as the time passes is fun,
watching, waiting for what I always knew,
your the beauty that I have won.
Once again YDD said it so well about the beauty of lovers as the rising sun.
A simple poem comparing sunrise beauty to lover's.
Your rhyme strains in stanza two.
edit:
"the time passes is fun" = "passing" or "as fun"
"your the beauty" = "you're