Shutter my eyes on the frozen deserts opening to swallow all the memories you left inside: a heart stripped of dreams, by the pain of quicksilver moments slipped past us in Time's disguise.
Interminable thoughts play-rewind-play-rewind Of feelings dragging like anxiety: We could be whole if the world put us together with Time, Love and impassioned Tethers.
Instead I'm trailing along Dragging my iced feathers, leaving two sets of footprints upon the oceans and deserts of ice and shards. Incapable of defrosting These beating, screaming hearts.