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Dawn dreams of simple pleasures
The dew drops frosted upon the grass right in between your toes
And then when it snows and gets much too cold
Your breath is caught for a mere moment, quietly suspended in the air
“Bring me your sinners”
Twilight simply sighs
“Leave your saints at home;
They don’t fool me anymore”
Dawn, it hopes for better futures
For you, for me, for all seven of your little, little sisters
And all five of your fiery, faultless brothers
Dawn longs for ease and simplicity
A brief yawn, a stretch, and some strong coffee
Soft, soft music plays that forgets yesterday’s blows
A black and white sketch of happiness to come
You fantasize about sleeping in till noon rolls around
But wide awake and stuck in a song you wander
You sip, and although uncertain you may seem
In your bright, light blues I see
Determination staring right back at me
I tire underneath those eyes
In between your arms I long to be
Like the firm branches of a strong oak tree
‘Til the end of time
‘Til the end of my days