In A While (7/2020)

Crooked, laughing, summer’s sunburnt smile.
I’d like to melt with you again
every once in a while.

Monastery on a mountain,
where someone is selling the beans,
ringing bells and playing videos for you and me.
A trip out somewhere new and free.

Blizzard knuckles, belt is buckled,
come here cool me down.

Stoking, music, sunburnt summer smiles.
Happy-glazed eyes and you my friend,
more than once in a while.

Trusting things we’ll never see,
like people we will never meet
who drive beside us on the street.
Sometimes I just get a feeling.

Something’s saying it all works out.
Time, more time again.