"do you love me?"
I looked into my lover up
up so up with my head
and so heavy.
but i didn't really expect an answer
a serious one
anyway.
And so we sat there
in a choking embrace
into one another.

the leaves started falling off
my lover
as I noticed
it was fall already
with every portion a leaf falls
and with another effort
the dryer one becomes,
as the leaves.
and my eyes were still on my lover,
not meeting eyes
but brown membrane surface.
and my expression said question.

as cold started gathering
deep into the folds of my lover
i noticed it was winter already
and water was pouring in betwen us where we connected our sinks.
My lover naked and clueless
as I looked
i didn't see a face anymore,
but there were infinite frozen fields which one is to cross someday
someday soon,
but there is not much warmth in dry branches for warming up, and my lover
stood a helpless skeleton.

When it became warmer
so did our thoughts, yet
we still were in a frozen connection,
and I was forgetting my question, but my lover kept reminding me
in silence and
in dead blossom,
I realised it was spring already.
when joints start to loosen
thoughts become clear, so i thought
I might finally get a release in the form of an answer.
But the wind brought just heat
and fog
to attack my lovers regenerations,
which made my stare fall down
into the ground below my lovers permanent dwelling.
Through the heat, and color,
I hoped in captivity for an answer
to end our desperate self dependence.

But the heat grew stickier and foggier
as i realised with terror it was summer already.
in the background the sliding of metal blades was heard and closening.
There was not much time left.
My lover, exhausted from the cycle of seasons
lay there with me chained
roots entangled in branches entangled in limbs, gresed with sweat
and not moving.
So I waited on for the answer,
for as long and brave as i could grimace out.
when i noticed we were sinking
the sound coming out of my lover was not regret
but a low hum of relief, pulling me down,
me accompanied by my look,
that has long lost my lover's face and
was sinking with us,
motionless, like a subway light.

And so we sank down deeper with a short circuit betwen us,
my ever expectation for an answer
and black autumn-clouds sneaking from the horizon.