name on the brain

walking by and the bus passes

hear the bells ring

and a voice says thy name

birds are talking in there own language

and it reflects you

colors of the season and colors you like

and the attention of the brain scans toward you

fresh as clothes after a washing and the scent

sprinkles of you

whistles and sirens dance along side of the road in unison

toward a waltz in the step of you

moments,times and seconds all arrive as one

when i think of you