snippet from velvet
velvet
A smooth
naked tree trunk
of sinews
and muscle,
your bare warmth
protects
my heart
from the bitter cold.
Hungry
for your sounds,
With feline selfishness,
Sleek
and stretched out,
I seek
your warmth,
and smile
silently
at the sound
of your voice.

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