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?