Tickle Me with Your Whiskers

My fierce wild eyed girl.

Tulley: photo by JQ

climb
up to my chest
head bump
face to face

tickle me
with your whiskers
cold wet nose
kisses my face

your dance
for affection
prelude play
to awaken me

you have a schedule
an inner time clock
your tummy says
it is time to eat

morning salutations
paws at my neck
put those claws back in

mounted on my torso
like a lion
resting atop a hill

Egyptian Sphinx
huge loaf
loafing
full of energy
mystery
power

my golden girl
pose for a while

tickle me with your whiskers
heal me with your purrs

what is the pressure rating
of these paws
intense massage
as you trod upon me