Drabble # 3: The closer we get

The closer we get, the stronger it’s pulling. It starts as a look, then it’s a feeling, now it’s a touch, then it’s uncontrollable and willing. When your body nears, time loses track of the mind. You’ll leave your world and come to mine.

And I know the place and I sing the songs. And we dance to a melody and your heart beats along. And you bring the comfort and you are the laughter. And we share a smile and my soul travels faster.

In seconds we return, having lost only breaths. We move on, pretending we never left.