In the cold, the world slows down
Airs eerie movements become incarnate in mist
Light seems almost to halt in solid strands
Creating beautifully intricate sculptures of glow
Elegant wisps of cigarette vapour
Trail from your mouth giving shape,
Albeit infinitely ethereal, to every word,
Every breath, every thought
But it perplexes me as much as your speech.
You stand so close to me, yet
An infinity of this frozen time lies between us.
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