Until Tomorrow

The adrenaline
Is already coursing,
Through every vein,
I'm like a runner
On the blocks,
Waiting for the
Release of the
Starting shot.
Heart pumping,
Thumping,
Against my fragile
Rib cage,
Beating out
The sound of
Your name.
Butterflies are born
And die
In my stomach,
Life-cycle repeating
Over and over,
Until I'm full of
Their fluttering.
Bite my nails
To ragged stubs,
Twist-pull
My hair out
From the roots,
Shaking,
Aching,
Twitching,
Over-thinking;
Can't concentrate
On anything,
Crack my fingers,
Curl my toes.
Pace the room,
Dust, vacuum,
Mop, broom,
Just for something
To do,
Filling time
Until tomorrow,
When I see you.

© Kim H. 30th August 2012