Watchful:
Lancing a glancing blow
with every daintily pawprinted step,
she glides, solitary,
drifting;
Glimpsing:
Whiskered tail switching,
dodging a forgotten hunger,
confessing empty,
alert and
Longing:
Not for solid sunshine warming
through ancient rock (long held
for well-deserved repose);
but for
Seduction's faintest scent,
Drawing her
as gravity
draws
water.
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