George Just Dreamed.
sitting curled in a ball as a flat grey turd on my bed
it lays in the soft brown light that warms my room
with tiny white paw covering the wet little black nose.
a smack smack
- of kissing lips
then a soft meow
- like the mournful sigh at parting
and again the smacking lips
- it must be irresistible
a pause and then a deep growl
- be not afraid
and a little whish swish of tail
- accept what comes and dream on dear.