Cold wet dollops: shocks, but so lovely

a light-hearted of days...

A cold wet dollop on my nose

sharp tiny teeth biting my toes

In my face you sweetly growl

and rub your scent on my brow

 

Arise, says your persistent wake

come on, we have something to make

Cracking my eyes, you're looking at me

soft meowing, and chewing my knee

 

Then off you abound

not one other sound

Must be your stake's just a confirming

is my love sleep, and not interring?

 

And that's why i love you

you're one of the few.

Reviews

[Laura E. Aranda]

This is precious. Very interesting
BTW, thanks for stopping by and reading some of my work .
I do appreciate it alot
Cheers, lea

[Mysty Rayn]

A love of a pet is one that can't be explained, but you did a wonderful job.