Wide outstretched cat paws feeling every fiber & motion of the grass, like fingertips upon my skin.

I’ve arched my body, connecting with the earth from chin to chest, stomach to hip, lastly from knees to toes…point toes for full extension.

On my way to the next adventure…ah alas this one calls me back with the beckoning of yarn to a kitten.

Intriguing moments of delight glisten upon the red drops of bliss, catching my eye as if a whisk of light flashed by my cat like playful attention span.

Haunches shifting from rapid to steady & focused with the quickness of a shuttle she pounces into the puddle of tempting aromas.

The caress of captivating scarlet nectar courses through palate as well as the quickening pulse through unexpired veins.

Swimming in passionate excitement cloaked in cherry, plumb, spice and luxurious silky allure has claimed another vine scout.

Too much languishing in this glass can make one feel like a suitor that has found a lifelong match of wit, humor, and whimsy.

As proper finish eventually encroaches, one can only dream of a glass, a fire and a texture upon your skin to match what your other senses have devoured.