The light fluttering of my eyelashes as the light seeps into my window, awakens me from my slumber. Oh how I love the feeling of being so content with one’s self while sleeping, but yet the agony and negativity that enters through the faintest light of dawn. The cool breeze enters my oasis of solitude and a ripple is sent through my spine. I wake to find the morning. I wake to find love. I wake to find peace within myself, within mankind. As warmth drips from my body like dew in the morning light, I arouse to fufill the day ahead. I force the wake into my restless eyes, caked with the nights rest. I wake to find the love I long for. We wake to find the meaning of our lives within ourselves, within eachother, within love.