maybe he'll call

she sits by
the window
with a cat
in her lap
and waits patiently
for him to call,
not sure
at this stage
if it's brewing
love, or lust,
or like,
or nothing at
all. he may come.
he may arrive
when she puts
her night clothes
on. he may
knock on
the door as
she climbs
into bed wondering
if something's
right or something's
wrong.
it's late, but
he still may
call.