I wake up from my dream with tangles in my hair
Throw off the sheets, sweat pouring down because I had a nightmare
The cold seeps into my bones as my feet touch the marble floor bare
Tip Toe Tip Toe....Off to my bedroom window as I let the drapes slide
The moonlight settles in my room and then darkness suddenly hides
Wow!The sight so breathtaking that I let out a sigh
For a cleared view I lean forward touching the glass so stainless and clear
My breath forming a thin mist yet without leaving traces it disappears
"It's beautiful!" I exclaim with my smile revealing braces...Oh dear
On a night like this,the sky so blue unfold like a scroll
Making me wish I could go for a night stroll
Its so magnificent that I hear nature roar
It glitters and gleams but it's not a diamond or any other gem
Each of them very different though they somehow look the same
Like gems on a circlet or a Royal diadem
Different constellations they do form
Over there,the man who never puts down His bow
The Archer always standing strong
Pointing the way East for travellers as they move along
And here Orion the Hunter with his leather belt so fine
Far beyond some of them align
And form the southern cross,Oh my
Billions of shimmering lights hanging on nothing
Stretching far and wide as the eye can see
And I wonder ,Oh how could this be
***** of hot gas,is that what they really are
So close they seem, yet they are just so far
I crawl back into my sheets and close my eyes
And fall back to sleep as l wish upon a star..

It’s cement that covers her grey lips
They crumble as his name dusts them
Crimson tears do so slowly drip
Every spoken word another traitor

Cracking, the shadows scream
Light scorches the darkness
Brutally rips the violet seams
A rotting tongue speaks out loud

Addicted to your touch
Long for your embrace
Wish I could tell you how I feel
Your brown skin against mine
Caressing the contours of your face
This feeling inside
Is getting harder to hide
I dread the day that I might accidentally blurt out those three words
Should I hide hide how I feel
Is what im feeling real?
Should I let my love soar?
Or should I close that door?
Im unsure
Don't have a cure
My black beauty
Could you possibly love me?
This is not a fantasy

When im around you my knees get weak my stomach hurts I can hardly breathe fluttering butterfly's when you touch my skin I get goosebumps when you kiss my flesh electricity runs through my veins you're my weakness yet my strength I wish you could see the one you're looking for is me

I hate results,
Consequences are better...
Studies are fun,
When the findings don't matter...

For consequences postpone finalization,
And keep the story unfolding...
When research continues,
Things to be learned become never-ending...

Progress is birthed by process,
That's why it's the journey that counts...
Rigid conclusions are dead ends,
Cages which nothing new surmounts...

The happenings on the way,
Outweigh the destination...
Everybody remembers what took place during the holiday,
But not the moment one reenters their houses after a vacation...

When one disregards the ways things come to be,
It's frighteningly easy to become careless...
One might stop fighting for what's right,
And doing things properly becomes meaningless...

It also keeps (s)he who overlooks from enjoying the little things,
From appreciating dainty flowers and enjoying the fiery waves...
It makes one numb, and that is the worst of all,
For nothing alse matters but the moments and companions before we reach our graves...

When we die, then we die,
Nothing more is to come...
Death is the most empty part of our lives (if it is indeed a part of it)
So really it is none of our concern to consider life's outcome...

We should try to live for the moment and the moments after,
Just make sure it's not death for which we strive...
So let us not live for death,
But rather for life...