Or rather, vocally stumbled into our conversation.  She spoke, and I died.  I don’t remember the words.  All I can remember are sounds, rolling out of her mouth like bubbles, swollen from being confined so long, bursting in midair between my face and hers.  And as I sat entranced by her mouth, there was a moment where my eyes faltered and met hers, or rather a lack of a moment when time stopped, and my hands quivered from the weight of a thousand thoughts inspired by the fire behind her eyes -