I know you only from that time and in that space.
And that is all I see and all you will ever be, so
It only seems right that I should be the one to tell you,
But the words won't come.
I experiment with letters pressed up against my cheek
They get lost at the back of my mouth
and struggle to make their way through pursed lips.
So it's just heavy breathing for now,
with you lying asleep in your bed and
I, descending from dream-states,
feeling all the while that our time is static.