Gatitas claw by Terry Cummings

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I am in you captured
Between your pad and your claw
A humbled mouse spent of breath
Willingly lost
And happily relented

Tennant to your feline hold
And the strength in your stare
And the portent, and the tendency
And the rent that you solve

I envy though the depth
That you may bury your claw
As you wrestle me beneath feminine grace
And tighten your grip in painful serenade

Though I playfully struggle
Gifted I am to you