29 April, 2011

Sheep


I’m sure you know what I’m talking about.

Like when you’re with someone and they take your hand and it’s alright, and everything’s fine, and then they graze their thumb over the back of your hand, or run it over your fingers, and something jumps in your stomach – it feels like you just failed a quiz, or got kicked off the team, or dropped a thousand feet off a cliff, or realized you’ve ruined something that could’ve been amazing; like blood rush with eyes closed and kisses in the dark. And you can feel the tingles down your legs, the static spreading through your body like poison. It’s so electric, how this wave starts from your stomach and spreads everywhere, taking with it this little spark that multiplies as it gets passed on, and you close your eyes and just let it marinate in your blood.