love sneaks
up on
you with little
cats feet.
you hear
the whisper
of her purr,
her whiskers
against
your cheek.
her nails
are sharp upon
your skin.
you've lost
the will to do
anything
but to give her
milk, to let
her stay, to keep
her in.
up on
you with little
cats feet.
you hear
the whisper
of her purr,
her whiskers
against
your cheek.
her nails
are sharp upon
your skin.
you've lost
the will to do
anything
but to give her
milk, to let
her stay, to keep
her in.
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