Golden hues upon the sky
Whispers of dawn, my heart replies
The sunrise blooms, your love I see
In every ray you are meant to be
The world awakens warm and bright,
Your touch ignites, a burning light
The stars fade out, as you draw near
My sunrise love, my heart's clear
March 13 2026
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