The Love Cat

The Love Cat

Your screams...Aeiiii...aiiee...make me proud of my energy
Are you like a cat that growls when it is happy,
That with these aweful cries you express your joy?

There you lie, liking nothing better than this.
Submissive to the claws and gnashing teeth
As you never could be to a softer me
And when the tempest is past you look at me with tender eyes
As though I had just picked you a flower

And I, still mortified in the wake of my frenzy,
Awash with shame and the dull deadness of oblivion
Look at you through red eyes
And squeeze your arse with my fist
In an attempt to get back to Earth

Beads of sweat now cold on my eyelids
Eyebrows arched and mouth pressed closed
We do not feel the same way at all
Clearly I have no understanding that your body is a door through which I have passed
And a part of me will never return
Is this the part that you are softly smiling at now
Smiling from behind the door at that which is yours to keep?

Instinctively I know that, and I turn away from you and tell you not to touch me
You understand and you are not too bothered
Because you know that I'll be back.