Steem-Pocalypse Poetry Day 15--Round 1

Predator

Beautiful bear!
I’d play dead
if I weren’t dead
just to watch
smell
feel your hot breath
holding my own breath
hoping my pounding heart
wasn’t as loud to you
as it was to me.

I’d like to touch you
dig my fingers
into your fur
see if it’s soft or coarse.

Funny how now
I want to feel fear again.