It was dark and the sun was about to rise,
the air had the scent of morning dew and roses of the garden.
I know you are allergic to roses, while I adore them.
You look like a rose around roses.
As the sky changes color, you wake up from your slumber,
My favorite song bird is here for the morning song when you give me that look.
The look where I see love in your eyes for the first time.
I close my eyes and capture the look in my heart,
Even my first time is not real.
You have always been a dream, the sun has set.