TrystanBehm

Voltage

 

The closer I got to her

The more erect my hair stood

Rippling waves of tingling

Coursing through my veins

 

The sensation counter intuitive

The fight or flight button off

The magnetism just pulling

My own fear dissipating

 

I reached my hand out

Not sure if I would be shocked, or glued

Contact was made, shots rang through me

A burst of lightning, but from the inside out

 

My grip getting tighter

Desiring more intensity

How much could my heart take?

Or was my heart the epicenter

       

        - The source reciprocating its mate?