with a jump, she gets off my lap
when I hear tick, tick, tick
from her long nails on hard tile
when I see big dark wet eyes
look back at me with hope
when I feel her soft tiny body
now rub on my legs
then I know it’s time for our late date
our walk to hunt and void
to look at the moon
to look for the Dog Star
to hear and feel the dark
it is our best time
our good love time
she is Ixie
a Poo-Chon save
she does the same for me