Something like you shouldn't even exist
I tug at you thoughts until your liquid fully leaks as I crack your defenses let your fluid flow
yes I call you thing
you're nothing more than a faucet
yes you are a thing
you're tangible but not human inanimate but still breathing
you cling to my hands with your soft grooves
I open you with ease
pry you open with just words no tools I use my hands and soak them
you drip when I finish
and stay post visitation.
hey! now or Noun, stay, enjoy your false elation