The Morning Light

Wake up in
the middle of the night.
Chest is
heaving from the fright.
Sheets are
wet from my sweat.
I try hard
to collect my breath.
Dreams of
some impending doom.
Open my eyes
to scan the room.
Nothing is
there to my surprise.
You pull me close
to ease my sighs.
Telling me
every thing will be alright.
I look
out the window
for mornings light.

photo of full moon surrounded by clouds
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