The Cat

Sometimes, sometimes
he will tuck in
his claws
and offer his
silken
body
freely
into your hands.

A wild thing
calling you
Home
your heart echoes
his and
for a
moment
you are both
tame.

You will never
know why he
gives his
greatest treasure
to you,
nor why your
wild heart
chooses
to rest in
his paws,
trusting with
abandon it is
safe,
when greater
beasts have
failed it.

(This was is inspired by my cat Smokey- he’s been a silky companion for twelve years now!)

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