Reborn

Saw ‘morning’
after a very
long time…

As the city
rubbed sleep
of its weary eyes;
the light
went on
in the skies…

And I decided
to pen
something,
after a
lazy respite.

**

I experienced
that rush today…

The kind I did
when I fell in love
the first time.

The sort that
I couldn’t
put my
finger on
over
the years..

The way
it tingled
and turned
a deep red
on my face.

The manner
it surged
within me
like a gush…

I never thought
I'd live to tell
or even get
a second chance
to recount
the anatomy
of a flush!

**

There I was,
sitting forlorn…
waiting…
when he
ambled past,
giving me the
corner-of-the-eye
routine.

We had been
at it for weeks;
he’d turn,
I’d look away;
I’d catch
sight of him
and he’d
make an effort
to look busy…

But today was
different;
I knew it
the moment
I saw
how weary
he looked…

We were
both tired
of playing
the game.
He saw it
in my eyes too.

Without waiting
for a cue,
he slid in..
brushing past
my waist,
nuzzling
into my arms;
and falling
asleep
on my knee,
we were
as the cliché
went:
meant to be..

Who knew
I’d recover
from this
cerebral fog,
until I
met my
lap dog!