As Dawn breaks,

I wake up to his sound in the room,

The rouge comes and lays beside me,

I can feel his heavy breathing against mine,

Naked, warm, my skin raw.

Swiftly, he moves closer and closer,

I look into those beautiful eyes,

Cold, astonished and enchanting,

Revealing the fear in my eyes,

Slowly, he lays his head against my stomach,

A quiver passes through me,

The rush of warm blood.

As the morning light pours into the room,

 We lie in each other’s comfort,

The air warm.

He once again looks into my eyes,

And MEOWS in delight,

My love and feelings aroused.