After school hours, sleepily
Looking down from the window sill...
I looked at a picture of us when we were young.
I was 7 and you were 5...
A soothsayer I am not,
I cannot foresee your fate...
I loved you so much I paid all your bills and rent
I loved you so much I never asked where you went...
What's this? what's this?
There's shiny things all around...
Rotating commandments shifting together
With pieces puzzling with an ending, never...
I don't know what you're talking about when you...
Stroking her fur
evokes now that purr...
It's not my favourite colour.
But it's my favourite on you...
I call you my best friend,
the friendship with no end...
When everything around you crumbles
When all you can see is dust...
cats at the table
purr at the poetry book...