Sunday Morning

I woke up, to the sound of birds happily chirping. Adjusting my emerald green eyes to my surroundings. And boy, was the sight beautiful. Breathtaking, in fact. No. I wasn't talking about the immersion of reddish-orange sunlight.. I was talking about her. There were no words to describe her, nor were there ones I could coherently form in the moment; She was a work of art...