You nudge and nuzzle my breasts.
You pick and slobber bitemarks on my cheese.
Scale walls, slither roofs, pad ledges.
Repel the bold black bandit,
Next door’s kitten.
Furr up, growl, hiss.
He backs off – four feet!
He’s not afraid.
Swat a fresh wasp.
Make her bizzle on her back
In diminishing arcs.
I flick her away
Before you scoop her into your maw.
You get away with too much
Because of your loving beauty.
Melting dark palette of lights and colours
Semi-longhaired affectionate purrbox.
Soft, so soft.