|Image used for The Sunday Muse|
I can be charmingly coquettish
to win admiration and affection
so you'll treat me like a queen.
And when in repose, I stretch,
soft paw touches your arm,
I could just as easily scratch you,
take your hand between my teeth,
tear it to shreds (why do you think
Fido's so afraid?),
and my blink you see as love,
not a hiding of the feral tiger
that resides inside.
by Margaret Bednar, July 22, 2019
Linked with "The Sunday Muse #65".