Love, Strong, Slow.

Inside your deep green-brown eyes
I see a past you carry heavily yet
we all have chains, it is true
and doubts are made - and breaths are taken
I feel you, honey
now tell me:

what do you see,
what do you feel,
what is it to you?

let it go, slow
to flow
to bloom
a little of doom
one more song repeatedly until we can not
if it - all - is meant
love, sigh, strong, slow.