There are beautiful spaces to watch the sun emerge...high on cliffs in crystal cool mornings unfiltered with any fog or obstruction.
An ocean, a perfect line on the horizon.
On an airplane, where the entire sky is available, and explodes through the tiny windows and illuminates the interior like spotlights.
In a city, where the buildings shred the light into prisms, narrowed into colored slots on the street.
I prefer just the gradual lightening of the room, as the sheets start to whiten in the paleness waning through the curtains, the way your features start to become more defined and I can finally see the colors of your eyes.
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