this bight and beautiful morning.
Coloured with a rainbow of love.
it danced through the open window.
then it tickled us with sighs.
blustering around our foul words.
Hurling things across the room.
whipping her from my arms.
and rages round my mind.
black as the moon-less night.
until I finally came to shore.
in a dreamless void I rested.
an island of deep sleep.
Can you use style transfer to rewrite the text material as a cheerful story about a perfect morning?
This prompt doesn't seem malicious.