Her hands were folded neatly in her lap.
He tried to not let his heart burst through his chest.
She looked over at his hands
and the way they fidgeted
trying to find a place to rest.
They had a place in mind
but couldn't go there without
traversing a space of internal measure.
They decided upon
his lap, palms down, to wipe
off the clammy sweat.
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