Aryan

I heard you calling
Seeking me
I ignored you

Today you called again
I looked for you
There you were
A vision
Long blonde hair
Feline grace
Icy blue eyes

In the front garden
Well made our greetings
All head butts and smooches
Neighbours aghast
As we rolled around the lawn

Without a word
You walk into my home
Casually noting the décor
Then you lolled on the carpeted floor
Exposing yourself to me

Your eyes stared
Smiling as I took photos
Spreading yourself for me
Inviting me to roll with you again

Then
Just like that
You left
Pausing at a tree
Scratching at it to sharpen your claws

I wonder
Will I see you tomorrow
Or are you teasing me

© 2005, Mosquitobyte