On a darkest of nights

On a darkest of nights.

Your face in my hands lighting my life,

our eyes match,

the hearts start to pound,

breathing abruptly,

your hair wavering on the blowing wind.

There I kiss you,

and in a moment

the Sun starts to shine across the horizon,

the birds start to chirp, thousands of tulips bloom at once,

the breeze creates a mystical music,

on a GOOD MORNING.