The Love of Alley Cats

 We were just two lost streetcats.
It must have been a storm, otherwise there would be no way for us to tolerate another being in our presence.

So close, that the echos of our hearts, though soaked in subterfuge, exchanged secrets messages against the best wishes of our minds.

The streets taught us over and over how painful it can be to trust, to dare, to love...Yet on that night we somehow found ourselves too close for comfort.

Through the discontent, our minds and bodies melted.

The storm broke, and as the morning sun came, we hissed each others names.
Hair standing straight up, backs arched, and fangs bared.

Each slowly backing away,
as if there was never a storm,
as if we had never shared that moment,
backing away to the cruel street corners from whence we came.