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Aug 2014
Soft fur I burrowed my face into
Whisker tickles, as if sharing secrets between us.
A bond between human and animal,
no one quite understands.
Warm purrs filling my soul as you nestled
under the blankets.
What were you thinking behind those feline eyes?
When you ran out the door, did you ever look back?
Do you prowl the alley's and chase mice in the night?
Know I haven't forgot you...
Is it freedom you wanted my feline friend?
That animal instinct thatΒ you couldn't fight?
If only I had known what you were thinking...
Behind those green, feline eyes.
For Bella
Jenovah
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Jenovah  USA
(USA)   
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