A poem — It’s sunrise. The plane has finally landed And my waiting has ended - I’m here to see you. * The prize (you). I’m here to seize you, To feel your touch on my skin, And blush like on cue. * “Surprise!” I cheer from around the corner. Your smile becomes warmer, And you’re happy too. * Blue skies. We stare at them together, In good or bad weather, While eating fondue. * Apple pies - You feed them to me at the Waterfront;