Golden sparkles through the night skies.
Black and still.
Yellow and orange start to warm the air.
Violet hues sneak through,
Then a stream of blues.
Drops of dew shimmer back.
The fog flows with the river.
A chirping bird breaks the silence.
The growing sun breaks the ridge.
Highlights start to fade.
Replaced with more and more blue.
Sea foam waves of fluffy white clouds add contrast.
And before the daily bustle rips me away, I must say.
I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life finding beauty next to you my love.
Just Rant Already 
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