sunrise, sunset

early in the morning
rain still clinging to the roads
the sun moves slyly, sneaking a kiss
with the horizon

most are not awake to see it, but it happens;
and if they knew, they would not put down
the sun visors in their car
but rather watch, to know that,
as bright as the sun shines that day,
nothing could compare to the short moments
it clings to the horizon;
in love, and like us,
awaking and leaving
and returning to
sleep with our
beloved