Do you wait for me?
Lying around in innocent idolatry?
Beautiful fur, crisp and clean
Softly resting on the velveteen
Is it our bedtime now?
Do you call for me, with a gentle meow?
First, I shall set the alarm
Then turn my focus on your charm
I caress your silky coat
Your purr makes me want to dote
Your whiskers give me a tickle
I don't pet you too much, I know you'll grow fickle
We shut our eyes in sweet slumber
Our dreams begin, they will be many in number
~Kristi Miles (July 2005)