"Claws"

[butterflydreaming]

Delicately, her feet

step into my lap

as she leaves her seat,

stretching.

I am warmer than

the sunshine in the window

but more precarious.

She rumbles sensual satisfaction.

Footing sure,

she retracts caution

and extends sharp crescents

of selfish pleasure,

drawing blood

while I

scream.

. . .