Words were frozen , bodies were were shaken
that night.
Words were spoken, none were taken in my
conscious mind,

the taste of tongue tempted and tingled my ego from the start
twisted tales we told formed tangents limiting my heart.

The heart, my heart is ductile when frozen by those words
my lips were stable, my brain and heart was in distinctive worlds.

Silent sounds were septic so were swimming thoughts that time
silver words were sold and my swelling heart was just a dime.

Speak to me with eyes
I'll listen with my lips .
Do not say a word because
your presence was the gift