like chocolate ice cream
scooped high and just starting
to melt in the warm sun that
reddens your cheeks as it
wraps you in a warm blanket
like the cool breeze
that breaks that heat
in half as you sway
to soft music playing
and most of all
like the small shoulder taps
of love that wait in late
moments with good people
that are willing to sit
by your side as you
question the fabric of existence
suddenly
like these small things
you know it will be okay