Truth-In-The-Morning By Treeheart   Truth-In-The-Morning, I love you. Flowing over me in billows of gold are you. I am a skin in the desert. Being filled with unlimited you. Truth-In-The-Morning, there is nothing, Nothing can take me from you. Not a word, not a thought, not a place, Can steal me away from you. You are my own, forever and always. I am enveloped by you. I am filled from within with all of you. You are the heritage guaranteed by every cell, And I will fly away to you. Only Truth-In-The-Morning and I. Only Truth-In-The-Morning and I.     Poetry Waterfall   MAP