“GOOD MORNING “

Some nights I want to rush to bed 

Turn off the world’s lights
Enter into a REM sleep 
Drifting from reality to fantasy…
That’s where I find you
And in my dreams you disappear
like a distant memory
Traveling through my subconsciousnes
In daylight I awake just to touch your aura
From two of your eyes into a one track mind
Through the fantasy bodys of two
And the reality of one
Two words that read “good morning”
But really say “my bed wishes you were here”

I drift back off in between reality and fantasy
I try to trace my dreams with the fantasy of my reality and that is where I find you! Vividly alive!

So I fight my dreams and I escape reality
With eyes wide shut, only way to find you
I reach for you and run circles around you
To play chase because I never learned chess “Protect your King”
I lose you in my dreams
you disappear like a distant memory
and my pillow is what I have in my arms
I play with my sheets wrapped around me
Some mornings I rush to rise with words to caress your eyes… and touch your mind
Drifting from dreams to reality
Cause baby your still in my fantasy
But all I text you is “Good Morning”

Purple rain

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I drink loneliness like the last drops of water on a hot summer day
I been dancing in the purple rain until prince passed away
Been waisting time on love that aint mine
Lovers i never met
haunt my dreams
Ima heart broken prophet
I see that love is not what it seems
I’m like the walking dead
Only living inside my head
Because i died inside
And tasted hell every time I cried
Made Love feel like a curse
Probably took Chyna off this earth
Demons won’t let me fall in love
I see the shadows from above
An entity is with me
The universe feels me
And i can see right through reality
what mother nature is telling me
Is I do not stand alone
I’m not the only one searching for a long distance love on a phone
Nothing beautiful comes without a fight
So I’m up with you demons and wolves all night
I listen to the secrets of the dark all the plans to break my heart
This ain’t cupid making a hit
Tell Satan I aint wit
No way ima die in a pit
I know why they won’t quit
I know both light and dark
Call me Joan of Art
You can’t take my soul
But you can have my heart
What’s left anyway…

I heard birds singing
and I knew what they had to say
I made it to another day
I just saw a sun ray
I cant believeĀ i was really fighting demons away
A moment of silence Prince just passed away….

Guess he can finally take a bow
The dream is over now

God morning beloved

I dream of walking on golden floors that glisten with diamonds
I dream of being free from a deadly world where concrete floors shine with glass sick enough to kill an innocent child
Yes this world is wild!
And I am insane because i!
I dream of a free society where man and woman can be free to live in God’s true image and purpose
I dream of a mansion
I dream of a room
In pink with musical instruments and classical tunes coming from the Angels …
who live to worship God
I dream to be just like them
I dream that I am
not just trapped in a dream
good morning beloved
It is God’s morning

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