5 AM Sunrise
The sun is rising over you
All I can do is watch.
The colors build on top of you,
And I'm drowning in them.
I can't wake you from where I lie,
All I can do is watch.
With each vivid stroke
I suffocate a little more
But never would I rouse you from your peaceful slumber.
When full day comes, I'll be so beautiful;
Ready to please you with every inch of my leaden soul.
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