Grandmother sits on my lap
Comforting by being comforted
Her claws prick so lightly
Barely touching my skin
Her purr raspy and eternal in love
Belly breath softer than dusk
She brings forth peace
Her gaze direct, she sees my soul
And holds nothing back
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