Tiger

LittleTiger greets me
the only girl who likes my legs,
she looks me in the eye 
as she
leafs amongst branches
and then sidles up close,
claiming with me with her scent.
her hand is held out to me and she purrs at my touch so much energy my female feline friend, sports-striped tactile junky what is it you see?

 


 
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