Late Night Musings

I like the stars and moon, milk and honey,
coffee and books, music and poetry,
the rose tinted sun and earth so green
pastel skies and clouds and dancing dreams,

I like peaches and bubblegums and mid-summer eves
strawberries and buttercups, those buzzed idyllic bees,
electro and pop, some jazz and roll,
dusty frames and cups and diaries getting old,

I like mysteries and magic and everything wild
thick woods and forests and valleys laying wide,
proses and anime and peaceful nights
butterflies in my head, heartbeats electrified,

I like lilacs and drizzles and wind chimed breeze
perfumes and olives and gold autumn leaves,
lazy summers and cotton and wonderful sights
crazy laughter and mirth and everything bright.

I like fire and frost and bellowing smoke
foolish fights and friends and endless jokes,
lights and colors and memories that fade
empty streets,
the dark,
the wintry shades...

broken glass and scars
and wounds that heal,
echoes and whispers and howling breeze,
the noise, the thunder and clouds pouring rain,
chaos wrapped world, silence in my brain.

I like dancing and thinking how the world will end,
oceans boiling up or an explosion under bed?
plants drying up or a rampage of beasts?
ash turned plains or volcano on streets?

I like reading and writing stories of hope
when people think they've reached the end of rope
when darkness and despair is all they can see,
I like to show them how amazing they can be.