Petting Pussy

As I pet your soft sensual fur,
I can feel and hear your purr.
Fingering at its twine,
in rhythm and time.
The brush of my hand,
over hair of strands.
You'll arch and push,
fondling cushion.
Eyes will gleem,
motions in stream.
Glistening flows,
finger tip rows.
Playfully pull,
silhouette pool.
Light as a feather,
toy and teather.
Little gentle purrs,
that are heard.
Grace and ease,
petting the pussy.