Slide your hand into mine
And press your nose against
My cheek
Flaming red
Blush? I don't think so
More like an adrenaline rush
Just because I know
I feel it sending a tingle down
My spine
Your hand
You slide
My bones freeze against
Blood, ice
Slide
Your tongue's entangled in mine
As we brush our noses
Cheeks
And slide into our own space
Against the will of time.