To Share Every Dawn

You look up at him through your lashes, lips parted slightly. He looms over you, the rising sun highlighting his golden skin and reflecting in his heavenly eyes. His hands wrap around your lower back, holding you close. This man, this beautiful creature before you, is everything. Your night and your day. Your joy and your sorrow. He smiles softly, leaning closer. His breath is minty in your nose and warm on your face. You stand on your toes, pressing impossibly close to him. Just before your lips meet, he turns away, looking out the window. You watch him watch the sun as it crests the horizon, painting the sky in brilliant pinks and golds. His long lashes flutter as he ponders. "This. This is what I want," he says quietly, turning to look at you once more. He leans closer to you again, and just before your lips meet, he says, "To share every dawn with you."