Control

Control is a powerful thing.
It sneaks up from behind,
It smoulders within, waiting ...
And when the circumstances are just right,
Control pounces.

Some of us enjoy being in Control.
Have you noticed?
Others seem to desire to serve,
TO be commanded and then to please,
Mr or Ms Control.

Control is always some place,
Lurking, perhaps, hidden sometimes,
But always, always present
Someone has it; Someone doesn't.
That's Control.

It's not necessarily a bad thing,
In fact, some thrive there.
Yielding happily to powerful Control,
Safe and secure in it's protection.
Control can Love.

Which are you? Controller or Controllee?
Or does it vary day to day?
An interesting concept to study and observe,
Control lives in every relationship ...
Someplace ...Do You know where?