Summer Swallows

.  
Cute,  
The way you accept    
the exquisite rise;    
Inevitable downfall    
without gaining purchase to  
choke from thrust,  
thus allowing my participation to  
be one of pleasurable control when    
you lose yours.  
   
And you will succumb my love,    
where you sit waiting,  
patience building,
I'm hearing,
the requested sound you be delivering,  
louder with each textured flickering  
the tempo I'm fully controlling.    
   
Hand holding,  
squeezing  
stroking    
till I'm ready to send you over  
the edge blaspheming  
without need for moving.  
   
Afterall..  
you only need to be watching when  
I'm controlling.