Time Moves Slow

From a tree

A leave runs away

Leaving some green behind

In loving all roots,

sure feels like getting stuck

Submerged between two branches

Confused to pick one

Two bites that both heal

In loving two

I am left alone to decide

A coward’s dilemma

Who to pick?

To whom do my love belong to?

Moving slow like morning dew

Settled and nowhere to go

Before the sun comes through

I just want to love

Dance slowly, before I am wiped away