I like it when Morning gets up before Truth
And I can have her alone
Morning is different on her own
I like it when Truth spends more time coming true
Cause within every drop of morning dew
Morning is a neutral promise
Awakening
Quivering
Birds twittering
When Truth wakes up later
it gives me more time to be ready for her
Preparing for her
Handling her
Dealing with her revealing herself during the day
Filling up every second all the way
Without consideration
she notes my every thought and action
Every diction and attraction
At the end of the day she's fully exposed
For better or worse I suppose
But Morning doesn't conclude
Morning is freshly brewed
coffee
Morning is possibility