SUN COMES EASY Warm light, clear skies, everybody settling, laughs in the background, no reason for meddling, one little comment and the whole place reacts, someone looks over like, “Yeah, that's a fact.” Sun comes easy, let the good day stay, nothing has to happen, let it happen anyway. Sun comes easy, smile across the room, summer finds a little space and fills it with a bloom. Quick with the thoughts, every sentence is bending, one idea starts while another is ending, rapid little phrases, compressed and connected, different directions, somehow collected. Sharp little angles, immediate changes, switching the subject while keeping the same page, words packed together, then suddenly spaced, laughing at nothing with a smile on the face. Three quick points, then a fourth one arrives, everybody adding their own little lines, one says something, another says “true,” then the whole conversation starts something new. Sun comes easy, let the good day stay, nothing has to happen, let it happen anyway. Sun comes easy, smile across the room, summer finds a little space and fills it with a bloom. Rapid reaction, quick reply, quick turnaround, little bits of humour making their way around, fast with the wording, clean with the changes, every little thought rearranges. No need for a reason, no need for a plan, just enjoying the people exactly as they am. A glance, a grin, then somebody laughs, and suddenly nobody remembers what happened before that. Sun comes easy, let the good day stay, nothing has to happen, let it happen anyway. Sun comes easy, smile across the room, summer finds a little space and fills it with a bloom. Soft light, slow time, everybody stays, one more laugh, one more day.
