Slow love

The noise outside makes it fell warm inside.

Tread rained solitude parabola curve tide

Understanding is in itself the ride

Unmistakable rise, retained disguise

Cry mask guile folding sign.


The noise inside makes it fell gold outside.

Blurred visions blown glass

Eye of the tear shine diamond skies


Soaked tender leaves crushed on max tracks

Never pressed with slow love


Take it back

Slow love take it back

Tender leaves on tap

Tender crack

Take your pick and wander back


The noise in space makes your feel a change of state.

Slow moaning rope burns through tandem jumps of fate

Gone with a free eighth note nightcap

NyQuil for a starlit chemical bath




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