Lost In Two Worlds

A clay pot on the hearth

Cooks a curry, fish or meat does it matter? 

The kitty cat, fast asleep on a rug at the door

Wakes up by surprise, sniffs around to find

A smell unbearable and compelling

Lost in two worlds with nine lives

Whether to wait or to grab

Temptations swirls around

Letting chemistry to win over morality

With a final thought in mind

Jumps on to a table, getting so close

Just one bite caught red-handed