I like to scratch, push, pull and prod at them.
I like to have my fingers inside the eager mouth and open them up and see what’s inside....
Watch their temperament change with this new sensation they feel; Is it fear? Is it pleasurable?
They don't know and don't have the means to bother comprehending all these contradictions.
I feel it replaced with excitement and longing.
I lift my arms up and place them upon your shoulders.
I close me eyes, nestle my face in the crease of your nape and fill my lungs with you.