Your boot is pressed against my neck
While you peer into the horizon,
A beautiful symphony of warm and cool colors 
Creating a mesmerizing dawn.
My gasps of anguish are muffled by your song.
I don't know how to get to my knees,
Let alone stand, but I'll try.
My face grinds against the ground
Attempting to make sand of stone.
You press down harder against my neck.
The pressure is astounding,
But all I can feel is comfort.
My nose breaks and bleeds against the earth,
But all I can feel is love.
This will never not be my reality,
And I can't wait to live it.