Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Slow like me

Those few
With fire under them
I admire the way they run
The crown of olives they have earned
Green with life for

Those that slow down
To notice the beauty
I admire the way they see things
In a romantic, dreamy, lights turned low
"I see you "
Sort of way

I was born slowed
Already humming to the march of my delayed footsteps
Glancing at every eye in the room
To see if anyone else
Was slow like me

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