The morning air so dark and bleak, but lo, a ray of hope approaches.
Shimmers of crimson paint the world.
Black to blue the day approaches - sky softening.
The golden sun hidden, as you are from me.
Struggling to light my world, to fill me.
The first rays of hope, a brilliant light across the horizon.
Warmth building, life beginning.
Torrents of purples, pink, and reds swirl,
colors in my eyes, in my life.
Hope arrived.
A golden orb, cresting - spreading life, a new beginning.
My lips to yours, the first moment - bliss, light, truth.
Growing together under the warmth of glowing rays.
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