Short poetic drabble, just over 100 words. Little context, post Season 7. Draw your own conclusions.
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Accidental touch
Benignly caused
Corrosively telling
Desire burns
Electric heat flushes the body
Grappling with emotions
Hesitant eye contact
Inquiring looks
Joint understanding
Kind and soft smiles
Lessening restraint
Mutual admission
Noticeable uncertainty
Offer to ignore it all
Politely declined
Quixotic statement by one
Realistically halted by the other
Stagnant air burns the lungs
Tremulous hand reaches up
Urging to move forward
Verisimilitude fades to truths
Wariness shatters in the moment
Xander stumbles down the stairs
Yearning pulls on the bodies as they separate
Zealous desire flares in two pairs of eyes
Fearful of being caught
All from an accidental touch
Intentionally unintentional
Tracing the outer curve of a thumb
Hoping things will be different this time
Brusque comments send Xander off
Unintentionally hurtful
Forcibly getting them alone again
Finally in synch
Years of pain fall away to this new chance