Cat's Scratches (Short Poem)

Cat's Scratches,minarets on your spine
The sweet scent of your body,dancing along with mine.

Blood blooms and spreads,on snowy white sheets.
Breath comes in short bursts,sighs roll out into the streets.

All too soon, The world comes to a halt.
The hand dances eight circles and spins slowly to a stop.

We gather our wits and lose all hope
Love is a tagline in a window shop...