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Feral; Insatiable; Shred.
Lying In Wait
I keep catching you
in those off moments twitching
your nose as feral
cats on the scent might,
insatiable, bottomless,
haunches tight as drums
tuned to high notes are,
and not a shred of mercy
found in your whiskers
as they stretch ready.
At those moments I still feel
you won't turn on me
but I don't know why.
February 19, 2014 9:49 AM
Perhaps they will...one day. These are just the infiltrators to judge our defences!
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ReplyDeleteEnjoyed this very much!
ReplyDeleteA bond is a bond..i can feel her little hunting muscles ready to pounce..nicely coiled words..
ReplyDeleteShe is gorgeous. It is nice for you to be attacked by a sweet little pussy cat sinking her claws into you..She is just playing.LOL
ReplyDeleteI had a cat instruct me from the back one time, me in a thin summer shirt. He said quite plainly, "you will no longer mess with me!" He said this with all four clawed paws at once.
DeleteI got the message loud and clear and it was so cleverly delivered I wasn't even mad. Instead I was proud to know such a fine intelligent cat.
Oooo...now I'm dreaming of drum-tight haunches.
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