when a time comes around people will continue to come and go just learning how to shift aside from the vanquishing sink hole,
when a time comes around of ruffled hair streaming under sunlight lingering thoughts floating where ******* have touched,
when a time comes around with sweet, beckoning ears drinking in the chime of morning sun rise and messy covers
when a time comes around where a pocket of sunshine unfolds, spilling all over the bedside dresser, sheltering our nightmares
when a time comes around of late night strolls and twinkling lights lazy rivers and soft jazz music a time where I can smile as if entranced in a dream