He’s just a little gray cat Old now and more careful, gentler than before But late at night he climbs into my ordinary lap And settles in with confidence Knowing me as he does Knowing how much he is wanted. His chin and belly are white And when I rub the bridge of his nose And scratch his chin He stretches out his neck And curls his paw over my
I want to climb behind your eyes, Melt through the surface like dust through a sunbeam Travel like light and sink fearlessly into the dark, Gliding through the warm teak brown of your old growth irises, sinking all the way down To the roots. I want to face the abyss with abandon And become the black holes in the center of the galaxy that is you beyond you and me
