Bella,
If I could just hold you, one more time...
I would give anything,
to stroke your soft, feathery fur,
...
There are times where i feel i am of neither sex. Merely a being of absolute sanctity. Floating along at the edge of life, splashing between both states of sanity while sploshing around noisily with the mental nut case i am inside of my own impenitrable insanity.
...
Rising Junior in highschool; Artist, Writer, Poet, Musician. 'Master of all things crafty'...)
Bellicima
Bella,
If I could just hold you, one more time...
I would give anything,
to stroke your soft, feathery fur,
to watch you enjoy sunny naps,
and your brilliant, emerald eyes
sleek with intelligence and edge...
yet soft with your cute, cat soul
Sparkle
As you mischievously plan your next hunt,
on the plump mourning doves outside our window..
You were my baby,
No-
You still are,
My Snow White Angel.