Crimson dawn breaks and birds take flight,

Hues of amber now fill the sight,

The world comes to life as shadows retreat.

Blue paints the skies with midday’s breeze,

Scent of flowers puts hearts at ease.

Afternoon whispers, promises to keep.

Moon's silver arc in velvet skies,

Nighttime's hush sings a lullaby,

Stars twinkle as the world falls asleep....

The waking hours, the sky so blue

Eyes on the clock, I wait for you

Time is passing rather quickly

The sun has reached it’s mark

A lovely walk around the park

Time is passing rather quickly

We’ve made it to the night,

It’s the part when stars ignite,

And time is passing rather quickly...

Struggling to open my eyes

Trying to put on a disguise

To make me seem like a morning person

As the heat of the day recedes

Work ends, and I tend to my needs

For comfort, relaxation, and laughter

After dark, my brain comes alive

Words leap from my fingers and thrive

Seeming like the best I've ever written...

I stir and rise to face the dawn

Rub my face and stifle a yawn

Mornings are difficult, but important

I sit and sigh when work is through

And think through chores that I must do

But find some time for fun in afternoons

I wash my body and my teeth

And in my bed I find some peace

At night, my dreams are full of memories...

The weight of sleeplessness keeps me.

It holds me under, though I plea

for it to let me see the light of day.

The light of day assaults my eyes;

it mocks me from its holy highs,

and I cannot wait for the peace of night.

The peace of night finds me nervous;

quiet does me a disservice.

I’m afraid of the weight of sleep....

She’s got me counting my blessings

Giving up on my obsessing

The things we men do for love, love love love

I begin each day just like this

By noon I still feel the same bliss

The things we men do for love, love love love

However come night time it’s over

The days stress has left me sober

And she refills all my love, love love love....

My heart has been nothing but a luxury hotel,

But that is over now.

I’ve filled all the space it has,

There are no vacancies, it doesn’t matter how.

Those lucky enough to have a room

Can stay indefinitely.

But those who got here way too late

Just won’t get much from me.

Every time someone checks out,

I guess I could turn over the room for the next guest,

Let somebody new in,

But it isn’t worth t...

Ecstasy shared between two souls

This mounting passion bound to grow

A love to be made and for none to know...

Not at my best in the morning

When my dreams are still running

But it’s time to get up and go to work

Afternoons, sleep again is back

I try but I really can’t keep track

Of my tasks nor what I still have to do

Nights, when I should go to sleep

But I’m wide awake, thoughts deep

Wondering about the meaning of life....

sometimes when i open my eyes

i’m moody and i wonder why

it depends which side of the bed i’m on

then i’ll need an extra boost

20 espressos if i choose

so now i’ll probably crash by three

once the moon lights up the whole sky

my nap won’t let me shut my eyes

i guess this must be the bad side...