A Feline Searching the Night
The feline is stalking
without any talking;
her silhouette walking
in temptation.
On prowl she is searching
for someone who’s lurching,
or prey that is perching
in frustration.
Her raven hair shining;
her looks so refining;
her thoughts are designing
on sensation.
Her green eyes are peering
with looks that are leering
for someone appearing
in fixation.
At last her eyes spying
a vision complying;
a gentleman trying
for flirtation.
Exchange of small talking
without any balking,
and off they go walking:
culmination.
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2018
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