Waiting For You
Molasses
Fills my clock
I sit, I stand, I drum my nails
Now a tick but where’s the tock?
This torture never fails!
Lava
Fills my veins!
I rant, I rave, and loudly rail,
I tap my foot annoyed,
I’m ready now to blow my brains
But all to no avail.
As steam
Escapes my ears,
The door swings open wide
And dancing, smiling eyes appear
An Angel steps inside.
Her Light
Dazzles my vision,
As she breezes close to me.
Lips touch mine without a sound
In soft but hot collision!
A voice,
So soft and sweet
Says “I hope you weren’t waiting”!
“Why not at all”, I blurt out loud
My anger now abating.
Her arms
Around my waist,
Her body pressed to mine.
My irritation flies in haste,
As chills run up my spine!
A hand
Takes mine and leads the way,
To a warm and quiet place,
Where we will romp and play
And I’ll kiss that lovely face.
And so
Until the next time,
When this Tiger fumes and roars!
I’m just a happy pussy cat,
That an Angel has de-clawed.
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