Tossing and turning is what happens when the darkness comes.
In the light of day, anything seems comfortable. Your presence
keeps me at peace. When the light deep your presence seems to
take over. I feel your warmth and guidance calling to me. When I hear
your voice, I know things are right. His voice is trickier and conniving.
One voice in loving and tender. It hopes to see me succeed. I love waking
up to hearing your peace. I can be so caught up and in a moment of letting
my guard down to hear you, he invades our moments together. Trying to
corrupt the blessing that I just praised for over coming. Your grace guides me.
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