a full moon's out tonight
and she will stare in admiration
at the cauterizing light
it speaks, no hint of hesitation
take it slow

you felt a tug at a heartstring
but couldn't find the fucking source
a mar, and your terminal ping
a request considered, yet never forced
take it slow

flowers eat away the soil
springtime shows its horrid face
and when a song prohibits a toil
a heart will never be replaced.
take it slow