Touch

Holding hands by Pragya Vashishtha

There was a distance between us

And you began to walk

You smiled at me and called my name

And I couldn’t believe my luck

You came near, held your hand out

I was too afraid to touch

Sure you made my heart beat drop

But, I had just forgotten how to love

So, I thought you would leave then

But, you stayed,

and held my shaking hands up

Then, my opaque soul turned transparent

and my cold hands started to melt

beneath your touch

This artwork is by one of my extrememly talented friends and you can follow and view more of her artwork at @pragyavash