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