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Trust me when I tell you that I want to be the first—
the first one to lay my eyes on you when you fall asleep,
when the light slowly removes itself from your skin
and dresses you in a dark robe.

The first one to witness the sun shine in your eyes,
giving them the most beautiful colors I have ever seen.

The first one to be guided by your voice
out of this conscious death.

I don’t wake by the sun or the song of birds,
but when I feel your warmth upon my cheek,

that’s when I know the world
has pushed you out of your heavenly rest.