Humming bird and pink rose

We are so real as the sunrise and the sunset every single day at my window,
We are so real as the fresh and clean summer morning rain,
I am so real as the spring morning dew in the pink roses at the back yard and
You are so real as the dark blue humming bird searching for the roses' honey.
We are so real as the fact that you will probably be the one opening the petals still wet by dew and smelling chocolate for the very first time and,
We will entangle us through multi colour silk ribbons.
It's so real as the fact I wake up everyday feeling your essence exhaling from my pores
It's so real as the melodies composite by birds celebrating the bliss
And they can't take it away from us, not even steal our sunshine, cause we are so real as their weakness and our strength.