Embrace

You reach out;
You pull her close.
Your heart races:
You never held a girl this near;
Never touched a girl like this.

It feels right,
It feels wrong.
Is this purely a desire for physical contact?
And if so, is it not taking advantage?
Yet, you hold her still.
It feels right -- somehow.

Arms wrap tight around you;
You realise this is not about you alone --
She wants you near, too.
In spite of all your flaws;
All your imperfections,
Yes, she wants you near.

She says no words;
She does not need to.
She is here.
Nothing else matters.

Your heart slows;
You fear no more.
You accept:
You need her.

Her heart beats against your chest;
It's the closest you can ever get.
Perhaps a tear falls from your eye.
You don't care.

You pull away;
How much time has passed?
It doesn't matter, for she smiles.
You look upon her face:
Can you live like this?
You smile.
Yes.

Well at least, I guess that's how it goes.
I wouldn't know, really.