She, my good friend, drooled
at me like I was her lover, hoping
that you would walk by and see
how she could be your lover.
When you were tired of walking
you poised yourself behind the cabinet
like a meerkat on the lookout,
hiding and seeking, seeking and hiding.
But you didn’t see the female
leopard stalking you by the side.
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