Come close to me,
chin over my shoulder,
and listen as I water you,
over and then over.
Feel the vibrations
til your core becomes week,
voice is slow to speak,
sore from exclaiming “ooh wee!”
Move with me in sync,
while my hands wrap your needs,
yours draped above my sleeves
and we’re holding on not to lean.
We are holding on not to breach,
not for you to spring a leak,
nor to impose on lengthy means.
..."control"
- G

