#4: Slow, Love, Slow

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Come and share, this painting with me. Unveiling of me, the magician that never failed.

This deep sigh coiled around my chest, intoxicated by a major chord. I wonder; Do I love you or the thought of you?

Slow, love, slow, only the weak are not lonely.

Southern blue, morning dew. Let-down-your guards, I-love-you's. 

Ice-cream castles, lips-to-ear rhymes. A slumber deeper than time.

Slow, love, slow, only the weak are not lonely

Slow, love, slow

Slow, slow

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