May days

It is so very strange

I can't make sense of all these changes

Some would say it is easy

Just flow with it

Go with it

And that is like turning into liquid

So you dance alone

But you never know

As she moves in the dark

Big beating heart

And it is racing slowly

Down the stream

Are just like waking dreams

And silly has a ice cream gun

While red dresses move under the sun

Oh God

Love.