I believe that she's a goddess
in all her female, feline glory
every worry seems to fade
when I stroke her from neck to tail
Pine-tree eyes gazing from underneath the table,
a rarely used mew like the tinkling of chimes,
intricate silkiness intersewn with sable,
and a glinting little bell collar, shining like new dimes
I hardly ever see her,
but she's there when I need her,
as if bleeding saltwater
causes her to feel friendly.
If I ever have to leave this earth,
I want to find the feline hearth,
with all of its eternal worth.
If something,
someone ends me,
That's where she'll send me.
Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 7:02 PM UTC
I believe that she's a goddess
in all her female, feline glory
every worry seems to fade
when I stroke her from neck to tail
Pine-tree eyes gazing from underneath the table,
a rarely used mew like the tinkling of chimes,
intricate silkiness intersewn with sable,
and a glinting little bell collar, shining like new dimes
I hardly ever see her,
but she's there when I need her,
as if bleeding saltwater
causes her to feel friendly.
If I ever have to leave this earth,
I want to find the feline hearth,
with all of its eternal worth.
If something,
someone ends me,
That's where she'll send me.
