I'm not sleeping

"I am not your 'cool girl' - I am the Sun."

"You're a summer thing, perspiration - drips from your skin again like fine raindrops."

"We break the dawn once more."

"Keep moving forward - one breath at a time."

"... you're one step closer to the moon, not a step too soon. Moon walking, wrapped in endless space - with a head full of stars and a pocket full of grace."

"After you, my body became a shipwreck - my mind castaway."

"It's so hard to be peaceful - when there is a thunderstorm rumbling in your brain, and you can feel the hurricane tumbling through your veins tonight."

"Like desert rain - light pours from your skin."

"Somewhere in the middle of the night, that something in the space between us - let's not call it love. Still lingers - and mercilessly - wraps us both around its fingers. Rising from our ashes, wide awake - and on the prowl."

"Spill yourself back into the Universe - let poetry bleed from your skin - pour into the outside - what is held within."

"Symphonies compose - when poets make sheet music out of prose."

"Dearest, Black is so damn beautiful!"

"Wild thoughts -warm summer rain - the chaos of a hurricane - a field of sunflowers - oceans deep - the everything that knocks you off your feet."

"Each night I paint a picture of me without you - I'm falling in love with the art of my solitude."

"Isn’t she lovely... a little sunshine - a little rain, a little passion - a little pain, a little moonlit - a little dark, a little abstract - a little art, a little Hip Hop - a little smoke, a little fire - a little woke, a little Soul - a little sweet, a little bitter - a little 'street', a little lightning - a little thunder, a little fear - a little wonder, a little Black - a little gold, a little Spring - a little cold, a little Universe - a little magic, a little treasure - a little tragic, a little stormy - a little scarred, a little hailstone - a little star, a little high - a little low, a little poetry - a little prose, a little love - a little more, a little beauty - a little flawed, a little something - just like this, a little someone - you might miss."

"I write, because sometimes it's the only way I know how to speak - I read, because sometimes it's the only way I know how to listen."

"I am quietly becoming - I am shedding and blooming sunflower petals within my chest, don't wait on a fanfare after all - just open your soul and see a beautifully flawed human."