she stretched herself across his torso
cat like, she was cold, but willing
she longed to run her nails down his back
cat like, she wanted to mark him
she wanted to feel his hands in her hair,
cat like, her mane was abounding
she often slipped out, long before the dawn,
cat like, she was disappearing
she dreamed free when the moon was high
cat like, she belonged to no one
she was by his side when he woke in the morn
cat like, her body warmed him
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