Kissing the moonlight
      Her soft cotton lips
      Struck me in red

Rubbing against my neck
        Glowing luminescent

The scent of the sky
           Was in my bed
           Acting innocent

Time wasn't there
     Until he barged in

Stealing those kisses away
                             Burning sun

What I held in my arms
                Under the stars
Was a temporary space

Another universe
          Milky in way

Couldn't I go back in the moment
                                      In my memory

Through a black hole
             Of outer space

Kissing the moonlight
       On her cotton face

I'm just an astronaut
              Floating away

How much distance
              Can you take

  Her beams are so soft
They treat me like skin
Like the wind of a woman
                  Blowing through
                  Sun rays

  You can find me in orbit
Where you wouldn't stay

I'm just a cosmic masculine

Floating in the humans
           Infinitesimal race

Kissing the moonlight
On the soft of her face

Unto her cottons lips
                               I fade…

when you're little
everything feels black and white
good vs evil
a perfectly labeled box
for you to divide people into
experiences into

but the older i get
the more i realize
life is all about the gray
and most things are a mix of good and bad
happy and sad
an abundance of hues
some in crisp lines
and others splattered all about

and that maybe it's up to us
to make the painting worthwhile