I rise amidst love,
peace, good, and right
Beside my morning lover
safe from demons of night.
I bask in light
and warmth of early sun.
The calm before the storm
that daily threatens, then comes.
I sing every morning
My true loves song.
Knowing his demons will appear
As the shadows grow long.
His armor shines brightly
In dawns sweet light
Only to dim in evening,
disintegrate at night
Why I endure each nights torture
I myself the question ask
It is for my mornings lover
and the beauty in which I bask.
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