Safari

I like to think of myself as a lion,

sitting out in the dirt looking majestic as.

Stopping to lick my nuts,

because cats are weird,

that is what cats do.

majestic and weird.

Hungry love poem

Hungry for your love, like a starved dog,

hungry for your thighs, I want to grunt like a hog,

Hungry hungry hippo, I’ll kiss you head to toe,

Hungry, for fast, hungry for slow,

My hungry love for you, let it flow.

Out in the field, I chase you,

my paws feeling the reeds, yellow and green,

earth on my feet, sun warming my heart,

you look back for a moment,making sure I follow,

your scent travels to me in the breeze,

I can smell your body, and curves,

you blood pumping with excitement, beneath your soft skin,

closing in on my prey, fixed on you,

the chase, the hunt, it has all come to this,

for me and you.