The night sky unfurls, a canvas of wonder.
Each star a question mark, a possibility.
We trace imaginary lines, connecting dots,
Creating stories from celestial dust.

The horizon stretches, a gossamer veil,
Concealing secrets yet to unfold. 
The future tiptoes on the edge of dawn, 
Its footsteps silent, its face obscured.

By the shore where waters caress,
Sands that glisten and sparkle, are smooth and white.
Dreams emerge, a emerge a longing confess,
Of the mind and soul’s deep fright.

The night falls like a soft velvet blanket.
Dreams awaken, skies shone bright,
The moon rises, calm and confident,
Bathed in soft, ethereal light.

Ancient places where dreams reside,
Shapes lingers soft and slow,
Slumbers peaceful like a warm sunny day
In which washes away what we already know.

In the crack of dawn, my dreams cease
Hallucinations in the morning light,
Sunlight dabbles, painting my face
Illuminating dreams of happiness and fright.

It hits like a venomous snake, 
Pricking your skin and entering your soul

In the garden where blossoms once danced, where laughter echoed through sun-kissed air,
I wandered, seeking solace and romance, but found my lover standing there

When I first saw you, 
Time felt very slow, 
Like the act of a Broadway show

What is Love? 
Is it just a four-letter word? 
Is it complicated? 

For so long I was
Numb,
Unhealthy,
Unhappy

For a long time
There wasn’t an option.
And on top of that,
Being silenced by embarrassment.

Such a beautiful soul,
but wasn't sure about her face,
Laughter that would light up the room, 
But she would get brushed away

Finally seeing the sunshine,
Actually feeling the rain

Loving me is to know me

Forgetting who I am when I’m loving you,
Was the deadliest thing to ever happen to me,
Because when I loved you
I lost me and,
Who am I?

I’ve experienced the lowest frequency of love, but also the highest,
Was taken for granted blindly and knowingly as well,
Thought life couldn’t get any worse, but went through my proudest moments,
Passed through friends like flipping pages in vogue magazine,
but creased the ends of a few because they mattered,

As the sun climbs in a brand new sky,
Love comes back like the morning light nearby.
The world stirs awake with dreams and cheer,
For love ignites a flame that’s clear.