The winter chill of this Arabian desert is piercing me from skin to bones.
I can't wait for the sun to rise.
I can't wait for it to envelope this cold and foggy morning with it's warmth and glow.
How it scares the shadows wrapping the small mosque not far from me is truly picturesque.
How it makes the tips of the dates' leaves sparkly is captivating.
My view here is magnificent as I wait for the tots to come.
I wish you're here with me, sharing this breathtaking moment together.
I hope one day we could have memories of watching the sun rise and seeing the world wake up with only our synced heartbeats as melody.
Maybe one day I can finally whisper I love you while we stand hand in hand under the blue and tangerine sky.
