Moments Before We Touch

It’s just moments before we touch.
Your hand reaching for mine.
Just moments before we touch.

And I can’t think
And I can’t breathe
And I can’t blink

Because I’ve missed your touch
And I want it now.
And I need it now.

My heart beats so hard
And it beats so fast.
I have cold sweat
And I might pass out.

Because it’s just a moment.
Only a moment.
Waiting for the moment to pass.
Waiting for our hands to meet.
In those small moments before we touch.

August writing prompts

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