Desire
She knows I want her,
And this game she plays
To drive me wild; knowing
My desire controls the moment
Like a favourite cat purring she
Shifts her feet in furry socks
And does that thing with her
Nose; stroking imaginary
Whiskers. Oh the joy!
Written for contest 15/03/16 Visualize, Scrutinize, Remark
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