I am coiled kitten
Purring in the curtain
I’ve dog nose in sill
Calm lids and body still
If I could easily forget
Tasks on human lists
I’d not crave, divulge
Blissful sensing taken hold
What is that thing?
Inside a perfect breeze?
That tender calling
That puts us all at ease?

Poetry

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