an early morning dreamat first light she's the first sight to see,with summer in her heart...with morning on her mind,her horizon looks right into mine.she wears tree-covered hilltops in shades of green,charming as an early morning dream,and makes love to the stars before they swim away-a last quiet goodbye.crescent lipped and satin smile,she tosses her golden rays for miles,like glossy tresses over her shoulder andagainst her pearly back.there i sweetly rest my head,timeless fog in a silent valley.i'll wait with eyelids partly closedfor her steady breath- it wakes the birds.whispers that wrap around the trees,and the branches b