Night prowl
She draws a perfect eyebrow arch
Adjusts her skirt on slim hips
Slips into five inch heels
Smoothes her breast hugged shirt
Keys in hand she sashays to the door
Hair swinging across her bared
Back – teeth flashing white into the night -
Ignition turned
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In the dewy grass
Shimmered feathers flash in swoop
Cat waits patiently
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