Bedroom Rhapsody

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Who's in charge in the game of cat-and-mouse?
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At your nudge,
I’d split like a tree.
You are not at all in hiding.
I’ll play the feline
if you follow behind,
fixing your tie and striding
alongside in pursuit.

My breast is yours,
if you feed me as well.
What fires have you to burn?
I see your slacks,
stretched and big;
I’m at the point of no return.
I can’t look back.

The sheets are set,
ready to be wrinkled.
In fact, it’s quite inviting silk.
Cat-and-mouse
is nearing its end,
as you shall feed me your milk;
Nourishment from spout.

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