3AM Mocha Latte Dreams: a collection of poetry

The world is sleeping, but the streetlights beckon me...into midnight bistros and cheap gas station java cups full of coffee brew. The night unwinds the words...a journal across my lap where the world drops, semi-syllables. I speak in tongues to Greek Goddesses, the lover I passed just yesterday on the train...like strangers, we all separate. The hardbound editions of words are what holds my world together when, at 3AM, I always fall apart again.

This is a collection of poetry written with deep thought, a great sense of melancholic memory, lots of coffee and the stars outside my windowsill. As long as they still shine, I know I'll never be truly alone.

Join me if you dare. Just promise to keep my secrets safe.