He figured she must be the same as his last cat 
Had often strayed as a kitten
But hadn’t been given full satisfaction
He was going to make her feel like the sun
Take her all the way there and some
Give her burning eyes whenever she saw him run
Rock her in his arms until she slept
Protect her from any threat
How others would stand up to take notice
Knew what to expect
If they dared to go near their nest
He’d breathe her every word down deep in his lungs
Follow her adventures climbing furniture
Massage her paws whenever they hurt
Brush her fur when she felt inert
He’d point her towards each sunset
Tell her he drew it for her
Tell she was equal not his pet
Love is not love when it comes to cats
But these are loved cats
Love cats
Love cats
Love cats.
Very nice Jason. I remember this from the old site, my favourite line was the:
He’d point her towards each sunset
Tell her he drew it for her
Prrr