The first few lines of this sound feel like tip-toeing to me. Or how a cat walks down a hallway. Lithe.
“You remind me, that there’s not enough time, for it to slow down, undefined, we put our flame upon ice, watch it burn out, all I want to do, all I want to do, feel the ache in my hands to hold on to you”
Are you longing for anything? Check in with yourself.
Be good, do good.
everything, etc. 