Aurora lifts her veil of sapphire blue,
And gilds thy cheek with morning’s tender fire;
While slumber holds thee still, I gaze anew,
Upon the tranquil face of my desire.
The nightingale has hushed its melody,
To let the breeze stir dew upon the leaf;
My heart awakes in joyous symphony,
Finding in thee a sweet and calm relief.
The scent of coffee rises to the light,
A humble incense for the day begun;
I kiss thine eyes, escaping from the night,
To greet the love that binds our souls as one.
Unveil thy gaze, my love, and wake to see,
The sun that waits to crown thy noble brow;
Today belongs to us, and we are free,
To breathe the promise of the here and now.
This adaptation shifts from the French alexandrine to the English iambic pentameter, the heartbeat of Romantic poetry. It channels the spirit of Keats, transforming the domestic sphere into a place of high romance. The poem suggests that the first light of day is nature’s own benediction upon the lovers.
