BlackSea4ever - Tuxedo
a street cat, black, piece of ear lack,
white tummy, mittens and socks,
worms and all, vet is on call,
gift that warms the heart.
those first days you walked
back and forth between us...
on the chess board,
looking to get love, a lot.
two people who never cared for cats,
were instantly round your paw wrapped,
a year worth a fortune on the vet we spent,
in return, you proudly own our king size bed.
you developed an aversion to the dry cat food,
your paws now impatiently our own food loot,
against all warnings, your face is again in my tea,
and you yowl at 3am: come and play with me.
lately, in a bizarre turn of events,
you sit and watch me go to sleep,
then, you stretch on my pillow
and nap as you please.
being comfortable is your main expertise,
getting under the blanket, head on the pillow,
on the youtube watching birds and fish,
stubbornly opening every drawer you wish.
yet at times you whimper in your sleep
and my heart will freeze, I'll whisper:
don't be afraid, you are loved and safe,
and you'll lazily open one eye: thank you, slave.
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