Is waking to lung full of love,
Of morning mist inhalation,
Fresh with dew of inspiration.
She breathes in hope,
Imagining it an energised butterfly,
Dancing between her rib cage.
Each time it brushes against her insides,
It gives of itself and releases love,
Unfamiliarity, curiosity, inspiration,
Excitement and wonder through her whole being.
Thus, she looks forward to her next breath.
Can you guess who this is to?