have you ever slept slowly,
holding all hand to hand,
savouring the softness,
dark of night.
they say there is a new moon,
i saw it sickled, bright. they say
that all will come right, while somethings
are wrong.
have you ever slept late,
not minding at all, that
things move slowly.
have you ever checked the date,
to see that time has passed
quite slowly.
sbm.
Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 2:58 AM UTC
have you ever slept slowly,
holding all hand to hand,
savouring the softness,
dark of night.
they say there is a new moon,
i saw it sickled, bright. they say
that all will come right, while somethings
are wrong.
have you ever slept late,
not minding at all, that
things move slowly.
have you ever checked the date,
to see that time has passed
quite slowly.
sbm.
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