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| image courtesy of Bonnie |
You are a most lovely prima ballerina
And most befitting the role, my dear
Never mind the "teacher's pet" talk
Idle chatter
I bow to your majesty
Humbly play understudy to your lead
Purr with satisfaction just to
Snake my body through your lithe legs
As you bestow a gentle scratch behind the ear
From your exalted fingers
Heavens no!
That was not a hiss but a purr of bliss!
My sweet ballerina,
Let not my eyes cause you dismay
This jade green is not envy
But my inherent way
I have nine lives
And you, but one
So enjoy your fortune while you are able
For you will not be the ingenue forever
Oh, am I being catty?
I will put away my claws then
And applaud your success
Perhaps in another life
I shall steal your breath away
submitted for Friday Poetically at One Stop Poetry
