you owe me, some slow times
a slow swaying dance,
slow moving hands,
a few slow easy mornings,

hugs in the slow to rise sunlight,
more soft slow burning kissing
a slow stroll through the roses
words slow to read
throught the tears, poetry

slow emotional love making,
without dought
slow to get home nights
and slow to leave the bed days

no worries though
you can pay me back
slowly of course
with all my interest
slow to never fade away