You are indecisive

with your rugged claws

Too cunning to coddle

 

You bare your fangs at me

waiting with bated breaths

emerald eyes

a tad bit of silver

cutting through your coat

 

You wait until that sphere

finally reveals itself

 

Paper thin trails leading

back

back

back to you

Your orbs look just like hers

threatening and delicate

 

They entrap me

the same way she has