Hunter

I am poised and ready,
prepared to sink into your skin;
to dig my nails deep
and wrench from you what I want
with claws curved, like talons on an eagle.
I am waiting.
Patient in my need.
Holding out for you to turn away;
then I will strike.
I will fall upon your back,
and dig my teeth into your neck.
Then I will go and run away,
and you will hunt me in turn.
For it is just another round
in our childish kitten games.