Let's watch the sunrise, beloved With the moon hanging overhead Let's sit and breathe in the clean scent of the morning That reminds us of when we first met I saw sunrise in your eyes that day Beloved The promise of so many beautiful things to come Now watching you sip your tea In that graceful way that you do And seeing the breeze whip the Fascinating ash-coloured strands about your face I know My sun will not rise without you So when we go Let us leave, hand-in-hand Looking into each other's eyes Walking into our sunset © 2017 Seun Ajijala
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