We want the tactile.
When I take my cat in my arms
and cuddle her, she purrs.
I purr too, on the inside,
squeeze her a little closer
and rock, as if to music.
We both shut our eyes
and breathe in deep
as I sway and murmur.
I tell her she is the best
cat in the whole wide world.
She’s deaf, but she gets it.
In her mind she is the best
and only cat in the world
and I am her person.
She lures me to come and lie down
on the bed. Then she finds
a place to snuggle.
Today she settles on my thighs
which are nice and plump.
I’m happy to be her cushion.
She is happy I’ll now spend time
here with her. This is how love
is made real. Touch. Togetherness.
Sharing with Friday Writings #18: Moments of Joy
at Poets and Storytellers United.
"This is how love
ReplyDeleteis made real. Touch. Togetherness" - Imagine the times we live in that these lines become hearbreakingly poignant... I love this verse too:
I tell her she is the best
cat in the whole wide world.
She’s deaf, but she gets it.
It is a terrible irony, isn't it? (Suggested in my first line too.) I am more blessed than many, in having at least this little pet with whom to be close and tactile.
DeleteAwesome the cherished connection you have withnyour pets. I have no pets. I do not want any.
ReplyDeleteThere is joy for me in cloud watching and dawn birdsongs😊
Much💜love
Clouds and birdsongs are great sources of joy for me too.
DeleteSo sweet. Makes me sad I've never had that with a cat. But love is love and you speak well of it. Reminds me of my love from little children. They adore you until they grow up.
ReplyDeleteYes, all love is precious.
DeleteHow incredibly sweet ... and so true. My first kitty Snowball, a white Persian slept with my sister and me. Later in life, Snowball #2 loved to cuddle. Kasper our last cat lived to the ripe old age of eighteen.
ReplyDeleteSuch tenderness in this poem! But that's what love is all about, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteIt certainly is!
DeleteThe symbiotic relationship between person and pet is magical. You found the best cat and the best cat finds the best person.
ReplyDeleteMay each scratch behind the ears return a purr.
Thank you. So far your wish for us is coming true.
DeleteSweet moments so tenderly described. A. Joy to read
ReplyDeleteI'm glad of that, Bev.
DeleteSuch of feeling of coziness and love in this piece. My corgi can be a cuddlebug when he's in the mood for it too.
ReplyDeleteCuddlebugs are worth having!
DeleteI smiled the whole time while reading this one. And was left with a smile when I finished. This is, indeed, "how / love is made real", when we refuse to drown in all the horrors... but remember to celebrate the small magics.
ReplyDeleteI think sometimes that a focus on those 'small magics' is what saves our sanity in stressful times.
DeleteEven better than experiencing them is being able to then impart them to others. Making you smile like that means my poem has succeeded!
Lovely and meaningful. 'This is how love
ReplyDeleteis made real. Touch. Togetherness.' True.