Just a little bit of yesterday,

Escaping into the moments of a dreamful state.

Yesterday was just a ride, and after all this time,

I’m starting back over again.

I stopped chasing you, and my heart couldn’t stand,

the demand of all this freedom.

Running from the obvious, transcending to another place and time,

Trying to be righteous again,

When that is a gift and not a demand.

Love doesn’t end, it rides the waves of forever,

Finding me wherever I am, all the time, ALL THE TIME, without any reason or rhyme.

This time love won’t die,

it’s always on time.

S.B.