3 am I wake
Find you atop me
Kneading
I savor
The soft purr
Of you
The gentle scratch
Of nail on flesh
Tiny pleasure pain
I hold
I hold
I hold
Until I can wait
No more
Lift you
Lovingly aside
And rise
You follow watching
My grimaced
Downward
Push
Muscle pressure
Pain
Release
Your tail
Lashes S and Z
In empty air
Green eyes fixed
I search absently
For a synonym
For piss hard
And ponder how
Like the useless
Appendix
This serves no function.
No. No.
It reminds
Remembers
Other uses
Other times.
Old Jules
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So Far From Heaven 
pissin with the cats….early mornin outdoor moment.
poetry appreciated..thx
Bill m: Nice seeing you here. Gracias, Jules
Great, love cat eyes 🙂 Zahir…..
Morning to you Tale of My Heart: Yeh, I’d say her eyes are her long suite. Thank you for the comment. Gracias, Jules
What a stunning photo 🙂
Good morning wordsfallfrommyeyes: Thanks. Jules
Other uses, other times… yep, that’s damn good Jules 😉
Hi HoboJoe: I appreciate you stopping in. Glad you enjoyed it. Gracias, Jules