“Sometimes, the words bubble up unbidden, spilling out in meows that twist and turn, in arching backs and playful bites that hint at something more. Like that time I ‘accidentally’ snagged the lace of her silk nightgown, the thrill of her gasp mingling with the warmth of her touch as she disentangled me. Or the way I bat at her book whenever she opens it, yearning to explore the worlds spun within those pages, to understand the magic of human storytelling.”
Tag: Cats
Reactionary Creatures
So they will scurry back to their caves,
And they will hide from the light.
But the light will always shine through,
And they will always be left behind…
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