The morning shines
The sun is beaming
Everyday she blossoms
Like flowers in spring

Contagious smile
A lovely laughter
My heart will fly
At the sight of her

To open my eyes and see her
Oh I can stay like this forever
She is my morning coffee
That wakes every part of me

She is a beautiful dream
But I like mornings better
Because everytime I wake up
I know she's real

when the majority claims the need
to violently fight for its minority rights
something is rotten in this nation

The mind wanders when one can't sleep.
Night sounds crescendo to shooting stars.
Dreamscapes under sheets are put on hold.
Lights twinkle from ocassional bridge traffic.
All because of a late cup of coffee and some girl time.

mornings faster than were seemed  a night before
as seasons are and years
my mind eclipsed and crucified with human times
senses seem
farther removed more down
less low in the groin now
fog mass retained longer into the  hours each day
cataracts and wispy visions
transposed with long lost memories
I suppose time has its purpose  
to slowly decompose

get up get down all the millions who
are gonna go around
this

get high get higher than
in charge of foolish
realms

everything
is timeless

a leaf