Refused the food he offered through her cage.
Slaughtered that morning at too young an age.
Wiser ones warned her: don’t get caught in traps.
Himself in your warmth under moonless skies.
Sprawled and pressed against her cage he would lie.
Unwillingly warmed to his eyes gone wide.
With him she lies. Stray of her feral side.
His eyes are brown like fawns, like bear cub hide.