beautiful ; river phoenix

"What's your name again?'
"Dawn," I smiled.
"Oh yea, like when the sun is first rising in the morning,' he nodded.
"Uh, sure," I shrugged.
"In my opinion that's the most beautiful time of the day," he raised his eyebrows, as my cheeks grew warm, and my lips formed a smirk. "A beautiful name, with a beautiful meaning, for a beautiful girl," he said, turning his head, and slowly walking away.
"Ha, yea, beautiful," I whispered to myself.