It always started
with the sensation of
                      hands
they clawed at each other
enough to draw blood
till she lost sensation of all
                      but hands.

The rain fell,
from the storm no too high above
But little did she notice
because-    the sensation of
            hands.

Her soul was ripping
She was dying
Her eyes raining
Her body shattering
but-

         The Sensation of Hands.