I want to grab 

ahold 

of you. 

Like reins attached 

to a horse. 

Hold you in my palm,

have you rest there 

for a sec. 

I’ll be gentle, 

I promise.

You can tell me if 

I’m rough

and coarse with 

my hands. 

I’m trying to get better at that. 

I just want to pull you 

between my fingers, 

like a yarn thread. 

I’ll glide you through 

them 

one 

at

a 

time. 

It won’t take long, 

I’ll just need you for

a couple of seconds, 

then

you can go back.