Samdi þetta í flugvél á leið til Íslands frá Bandaríkjunum þegar ég leit út um gluggann og sá fallegustu sólarupprás í heimi. Samdi þetta til engrar sérstakar en tileinka þetta núverandi kærustunni minni.

Multi-Flavored Sunrise

I’m trying to sleep but getting nowhere,
my mind is wandering, distant, elsewhere.
Thousands of feet above the sea,
I think of you, so far from me.

I look out the window and there I behold,
cherries, oranges, peaches gold.
A multi-flavored fair sunrise,
as lovely as you, without surmise.

And there, above it, to match your eyes,
the blueness of the endless skies.
I wonder which you’d like to try,
which flavor in that endless sky?

Strawberry? Mango? Black current maybe?
Or would you just settle with plain old me?
Whichever you choose, I’m sure you´ll choose right.
Now I bid you good morning, or more truly good night.

Yours truly,
Frostbyte