He struts by with nonchalance.
I wait,
and wait,
and wait.
My turn,
The little creature peaks out.
He looks about.
I'm waiting to see if he notices,
My partner strutted by,
Long ago.
That is all he notices.
Mine for the taking!
He struts back,
excited,
and eager.
Our song fills the air,
and reaches the stars.
Back to the burrow we go,
where I bask in the success-
that is ours,
With my trickter comrade,
and his scars.