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Hi Alex, I've only skimmed the comments, but Julie's stood out. I, too, read this as a sultry, ultra-close-up of a sexual encounter. It happens with hot-button-like sensual wording. We are deep-thinking animals with innate drives, tendencies and a host of other elements that can conceivablly be described as machine-like.
The poem reminds me of ecstasy. (I've been whipped into ecstasy by nature herself and wrote about it.) There is a consummation of sorts taking place. I don’t think the two varying views (your and Julie’s) are all that different. Your subconscious may be at work and perhaps you are melding the two and drawing attention to the way the body responds to physical stimulation.
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