what if we could
go beyond
three dimensions
Paws on pause
what if I cut
my nails to touch
you with electric fingertips
What if there were no
scratches on your back
just fingers
replicating webs
non-threatening
circles of generous
warmth
What if
instead of sitting on your face,
stifling you with my
warrior woman essence,
I ease you against the wall
kneel before you
and peel the pants
from your hips
my mouth watering
as I look at you,
as I admire you