Early mornings, with the sun, just peeking over the horizon. Golden rays wash over the landscape and the branches flutter in the wind. The rustling of leaves and the crashing of water are nature's alarm clock.
I open my eyes to another beautiful morning. I walk out of the house and step down to the river. Kneeling by the river, splashing water on her face was Melody. Her black hair was slightly wet on the edges, eyes closed and a satisfied smile on her face. Slowly, I walk down the path glancing between her and the sunrise. I didn't know what was more beautiful.
She flicks her wet hair back over her shoulders and opens her eyes slowly as she turns behind her. Her cheeks were slightly pink in color as our eyes met.
I quickly glance away from her eyes focusing on the waterfall.
"Good morning Ian. How was your sleep?"
"Uhh...It was fine. Yours?"
"Well, my neck is slightly stiff want to help me by massaging it?"