I am flawless.
A stack of books for company,
A rare steak and red wine on a Tuesday,
A ring on my finger purchased by me, for me.
I cuddle with the kitty,
Watch the late shows,
And sleep soundly in the middle of the bed.
And then He came.
He talks to me while I’m reading,
Orders greasy Mexican take-out,
And buys extravagant gifts I didn’t know I wanted.
He pulls the kitty’s tail,
Controls the remote,
And dominates the bed with his sprawled frame.
She has arrived.
Angelic blue eyes command notice,
Before she’s off and running, dropping Cheerios.
With a pout, whatever she wants, she gets,
Except the fleeing cat.
She’s hidden the remote.
I sit by her bed and wait for her breath.