Sitting there, the office
petting, stroking his orange fur
she spoke of a longing, a desire
the purr of a cat, remembering
wishing for its return
that memory, that quality
comfort at home, of belonging
speaking lovingly to her
through, in, by
the purr of a cat
December 5, 2008
Moe
Friday, December 05, 2008
The Purr of a Cat
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