A leisurely day under a cerulean sky
Simple comforts and a listless smile
I’ll sleep for a while, awake not knowing why
I’ll hold her close and maybe chat a while

Maybe there’s a single cloud in the distance
Headed off to witness better days
Coffee in hand, I admire its patience
In longing for whatever comes next

Nothing much to do, nothing I need to be
Is this a nightmare or a blissful dream?
I can’t tell which, but whatever it may seem
I have no choosing or desire within me

I let it go, and wish it away
Maybe you’ll come back another day
Or maybe you won’t, and that’s okay too
It’s just another thing that I have to do