She sits with infinite patience
Knowing that timing makes all the difference.
Slowly she blinks with the passage of the hour.
Settled in to wait, she dozes.
soothed by the rhythmic rise and fall of breathing.
Now, the moment has come.
She stands, and stretches
then begins to lick his nostrils.
His eyes snap open
followed by the alarm clock’s clamor.
She goes to await her breakfast
Knowing he will follow.