Good Morning, Beautiful

Good morning beautiful. That's how he greets me each day. No matter if we argued the night before, or if we had a night filled with play. If only I, could see myself through his eyes, could block out the telling of past lies, could calm myself with his sighs.... Then, maybe I would see, the beauty that he sees, And, maybe I would love, and honor myself with ease. And, maybe I'd believe, that those earnest words, are honest feelings, not meant to mock, and not meant to tease. An honest sharing, not just game, that's just meant to please. And maybe, just maybe, I won't feel so gullible, when I believe it when he wakes me with..... Good morning beautiful *?*