It turns me on, leaves me awkward, numbs me, makes me obey in giving me pleasure. She looks at me with intense desire as if wanting me to decipher her, tears me apart with her desires, challenges me, soothes me as if playing. As if we didn't notice, we come and go several times. She thinks and I act, she asks and I make her feel, she looks and we're already past, we lose ourselves where we decided of our own free will to meet.