Kitten Tyro

It’s a constant thing,

this glorious game of

cat and mouse,

this surreptitiously unruly

chase.



Please do attempt

to resist.



I only ask that when you

return

squeezing proverbial tail

between hermetically sealed thighs

that you sign our

tacit agreement

with the sharpened side

of your talented tongue.



I like the way your danger tastes.



Close your eyes,

dear mouse,

and allow my

mellisonant machinations

to sink in.



Are we on par now?

Have I your attention?



My turn

at secret nothings

through heated whispers

and gutteral growls.

I have a few moist things to say.



Please do attempt

to resist.