A God Morning.MP3 — Jefal

Good morning, my bride. How was your night? I watched over you all through. You never left my sight. I hope you enjoyed your encounters and the gentle caresses my spirit offers. After all, that is all that matters. My angels we stationed around your quarters, guarding you from inexistent fears. I watched you as you cast all cares, spreading your arms after just passively reading the book of Psalms. I listened to your heartbeat. So far, my best instrument. I watched as you rolled in the heat as a liver strode through your dental. I listened to your snores. Such grown is that cannot be altered by mortal words. I watched as your body became detached from your spirit. I watched as your soul branched into thoughts of the day before. I watched as you were about to roll to the floor and made angels guide your sleeping position. Well, if you choose to thank me, please don't mention. I felt your heart cries, you heave and size. Your fear of the now and whenever. Your tears clothed in your head by real. I watched even when your village people arrived and to harm your soul I did deprive. I watched when the devil tried to torment and I woke you up back to the moment. I watched as you made the sign of my son, tried to rub a baba prayer for the morning sun, trying to stay awake, praying against the devil. But then, I gave you sleep, delivered you from all evil. I gave you dreams of the age to come, to cool your spirit mind till your heart beat like a drum. My bride. Every night seems like our first because that is the pinnacle of your trust. You let go of every weight and sorrow. Feel every space and every hollow. And then I settle in because now, you can't even commit any sin, so inactive yet alive. It makes me realize each time that I made you to stay aligned. I hope every morning you won't go blind and forget to thank me for watching over, even if you do, am I not your lover? I woke you up even before your alarm, tap you with my outstretched hand. Good morning, my bride. Good morning, my bride. Like, I'm here. Look this way. Pick your Bible. I want to hear you pray. No. Not not WhatsApp. I can manager a huh. No, like not your partner, it was I who covered you with my banner. Just say good morning back. You don't have to make your missing rib crack. Hm. As usual, I watch you sleep away into your activity of the day. I will still await your return. Guiding you till your new deck is born. A very good morning to you, my love. How was your night? I will hold you close all day. You won't ever leave my sights.