Cat & Mouse, Love Poem by Mark Heathcote

Kept just in focus for a second
Sure it's long enough to have been reckoned
She held her breath metaphorically
Then squeezed the trigger almost sportingly
So, bullets glance could miss their target
As she stroked and jiggled her undergarment
She was blithe with me. And cat-like toying,
Sly with me - I loved her for it, meowing.
It was a game of real skulduggery
Like a Pegasus horse shot down pratfall
I was hers to capture through a trap-door
To maim, with talon claw, I lay like a mouse
I lay-n-pray, for her to remove her blouse
To expose her breast, her hearts-true-intent
She's a love trap I couldn't circumvent.