Honestly like to assume
The quality waits in your mind
Chiron, is it you
This morning
I felt like
This was good
And comes down to
Several moments
Blooming light
This bizarre
Voice’s rise
Chiron
Is it you
That I was sleeping in
I’m already so convinced
And assume the result is to leave
To the bounds of my anger
Where the parts that get lazy
Aren’t noticed at all
Could I keep you in arms
Without falling in love with you
Cause all that you do there
Is tell me I’ve grown and grown
Chiron
Is it you
That I was sleeping in
I’ve already gone with them
For the night
For a start
I foresaw this begin
And was marked by a flower
Whose stalk bends inviting you
To the stem