Ryotgrrl

I Miss How You Called Me Kitty-Cat The brisk air in Central Square Frisked with the smoke from the cigarette Stuck between your curled lips, And your big paw swatted at my backside When we rushed across the street: Sneak attack! I spun so our impish eyes met, And you grinned like the Cheshire cat. Ducking in a Dunkin; Pausing on our haunches; Warming our pink noses over cardboard cups… Then we slipped into the night, Skittering through the shadows; Our breath billowed and scattered, Like frightened mice in front of us As we chased their tails with our chatter, And the hair on the back of my neck was raised When you purred,