"Can I hit it in the morning? Sun rising while you're moaning. Excuse me if I'm fawning but I love the way you look when the day is dawning...drawing comparisons to dew, glistening and wet, listening and yet you're speaking volumes with that look, asking for breakfast in bed when you know I don't cook. Don't look now, but the alarm clock's droning; but instead of groaning, I'm thanking you for such a good morning."
-A. Lewis
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