Ari, Hold my hand like stars hold the sky, Ari, you make black space bright. Ari, Don't let go Please. Cause your valleys fill my ridges, and as our fingerprints sync we lie together alone. So please, don't let me go, don't let the unknown go, because five minutes ago, we were strangers, and now... we are holding hands. I can't believe we are just holding hands, again, eyes closed, strokes stimulate electrodes, heads who just want hands to be hands, rush with finger's innuendo to images of stripping off clothes. But it's not the right time. Shoulders shrug goodbye.
And it's a bright day outside.
A stranger held my hand this morning for 7 minutes.