Watch how the slow rhythmic
movement of my hand
can make your body move
as your desire grows slowly,
spreading out from my fingers
like the strings from the puppeteer.
I feel no power, no control, no victory
although I could leave you suspended
between desire and its satiation,
between wanting and coming,
journeying, but never arriving.
But that is not what I want.
I only want what you want
and my need is only your need
and my satisfaction lies
in this gift given and received.