Feel: for contact.

I.
We lie facing the air
Stretching
On the ice
I slide, roll on.
Endless.

II.
If I close my eyes
You disappear
Then reappear

In my ear
Joints cracking
Body thudding

You sigh and
Yawn.
I yawn too.

III.
We stand
Tall as winter trees,
Bare without our leaves.
In the spots of sun,
We breathe and melt,
Our trunks wilt
Toward each other,
Sinking slowly
Together, into air.

IV.
Now water,
I ripple
Against your waves.