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 mornign 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