Lexical Displacement

Do you remember a time
When we drew breath
Like swords with dull edges,
And pallid reflections?
The many faces of God, as we turn to stone
Whispered obscenity along
Weathered cracks?
Do you remember
The cozen winds,
Snapping trenchant icicles,
As we kissed among the bluster?
The bloom,
The constant threat of rain
That might drench and drown?
Do you remember the dancing
In circles,
Parting of palms, executing frenzy
With impalpable serenity,
Dressing for sanity,
Pulled vastly from the tracks?
Do you remember?