While ***** buzzes my brain,
I waddle and stumble but—
Pale palms meet my arms,
Shielding me gently.

Heavy tones dissolve,
Evaporate;
For it is her
Keeping me in place.

Her grip on my sleeves
Ignites no lust, but trust—
Time slows its ticking pace;
As her tender hands
Sink into my sweater sleeves,
Soothing, steady,
Making me stay.

I stumbled upon her—
Fell in love
Again.