He is anticipating.
The smell of her hair, her breath and yet
He cannot peel his eyes from her nails.
The constant clicking, a threat of her scratch.
He is anticipating. She is delighted.
His obedience, his calamity nd his too-small sweater
She lifts her head from the mirror, her senses heightened.
His snivellng should garner pity, yet she just snorts.
She is delighted.
To behave that way.
He is anticipating her love, but
The change will have to wait.
She is delighted that he cleans her feet.
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