Heart Rate

She gently took my hand

Turning it palm side up

Fingers pointing towards her

gently laying a finger on my inner wrist

Thumb supporting my hand

Looking at the clock on the wall

“can you hold still?”

“I thought I was.”

“wait.”

She turned my hand sideways

Thumb up

Palm facing her body

there securely positioned

my palm against the curve of her breast

she stroked my inner wrist with her finger

she gently placed her finger just so,

and began to watch the clock

while I began to watch my hand

“do you feel ok?”

“your heart is racing”

“No shit”