Bailee, Day 3

This week was a total writing bust!  So here is a poem I wrote a year ago, on the third day after I adopted my cat. (edited 5/2/15)

Bailee, Day 3

Little black wildcat
takes a big leap
drops her weight
against my body
stretched out on the couch
then cautiously
she creeps up close
smells my new face
spreads lion teeth
around my nose
a cage, a test
I choose stillness
and we stay like this until
she licks my nose to reassure
and settles back
four eyes lock and then
agree to close
we trust
we sleep
breath for breath
two scaredy-cats
we dream ambitious dreams
of leaping into danger
without fear.