sometimes, love.
when there are twenty of them in the elevator, going down.
you pull down a sleeve of my shirt gently from the side..
just to whisper in my ear that the one in front is an idiot.
i can not take your hand, because you are wearing suit today.
but believe, that is better than any make up sex you could offer.

i like us like that way.
i could not have been Q without you.