Scurried hand on the floor
Display noticed
Poised in attention
A flury of fingers
Crouched and twinkle toed
Advancing
So cute
Again
And again
And
Charge!
Lightning strike
Connection in a flash
Fear left behind
In a puff of smoke
The first
Arched for the touch
Turned away and looked back
One long look
That said 'you're thinking'
So I picked her up
And brought her to lap
And she took one last stroke
Walking away indignantly
Glancing back at my surprise
And enjoying
Space
When the second walked up
I reached out a finger
To tickle her so gently
And when she turned away
I looked and waited
Waited with the longing
Just a moment longer
A second after
that uncomfortable gap
She looks back
Tilts her head
To see me better
And dances her appreciation
Her arched back swaying
In so loveable a tease
For the touch not felt
And the space that
Our brief contact
Dissolved into
How sweet
That lipless
Kiss
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoyed it thoroughly. Nice work.