As i woke up in the morning,
My boyfriend’s cat
Entered in the room;
She did not know me well yet.
So I kept calling at her
To come nearby
As I was laying;
Reluctant in the beginning.
Finally she gave in
And hopped in the bed;
She came nearby
And with her chin
Touched my face,
And kept on rubbing my cheek;
«This is the code of this little alien to say hi!»
I said to myself;
«Why does she do it?»
I often wonder about these things;
Later on, we went away from his house.
As he accompanied me to my work;
When we were separating,
I went nearby my lover,
And with my face
Touched his face;
All of a sudden
I was reminded of the little alien
Of the morning;
I am doing the same thing.
And yes, it is not helping me,
To understand:
Why? or How?
Silently I headed on towards my workplace;
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This is sweet. Now you understand the cat.
Yes I do understand her. 🙂
This is a cool poem. Nice work.
I love what you did here. Touch is the essence of affection.
Of course, the next chapter has to do with claws down the back…
Thank you a lot.
This a unique perspective on relationships. I enjoyed the read.
Thank you a lot. Love and hugs.