we ask and no time passes before each word each thought pulls against taut skin waiting hands stuck lips still
hoping no time passes
and your every thought still pushes tight against earth and ice and frozen sky trees wings and branch by branch etched sky fills space once thought once told and nothing but memory holds and waits and carries thought after thought which still, though every dream now is tempered by time and fragile, still too you and I reach into this moment and skin wraps around my head, my each thought, but once thought only voices fall across early cold sky as heat slowly begins to rise