Currents

I went to take her hand

At first it seemed warm and inviting 

But as hers clasped mine, it was as if I grabbed vice grips

I couldn't let go if I wanted to

But I didn't want to

A current poured out of me and down the length of her forearm,

Then our gaze met

There was nowhere else for mine to go

It was like looking down an endless hallway through binoculars turned the opposite way

All else was white noise

Her noise like a rushing water

Or was it the noise of the current barreling through my body into her?

Did it all land in a reservoir swirling deep inside her?

Or did it pass through her back into a far away space from where it came?

That noise led me down the tunnels of her pupils

That was where time came unhinged

Her and I suspended in a rift in eternity 

For only a moment 

I let go just before forfeiting something I felt like I shouldn't lose

What was it?