Each morning, I open my window and lock its peg onto its hook - it makes a small grating sound when I do this. My darling feline's ear flickers and her upper lip moves in sense as she inhales the sensuous, wholesome smell of ever-existing nature outside: the morning dew on each grassy blade or the wafting saccharine scent of the beehive colony over the way. She elegantly pounces from her dormant state to perch queenly upon her sovereign sill. I can't help the vast, sanguine smile that stretches my mouth and creates fine creases; I do not bother to neaten them. This beautiful, heart-stirring creature and I share a connection which, if observed by an outsider, might seem outlandishly singular or arcanely esoteric, as it certainly is. I love to feel the vibration of her purr against my skin - the most comforting affection.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Each morning, I open my window and lock its peg onto its hook - it makes a small grating sound when I do this. My darling feline's ear flickers and her upper lip moves in sense as she inhales the sensuous, wholesome smell of ever-existing nature outside: the morning dew on each grassy blade or the wafting saccharine scent of the beehive colony over the way. She elegantly pounces from her dormant state to perch queenly upon her sovereign sill. I can't help the vast, sanguine smile that stretches my mouth and creates fine creases; I do not bother to neaten them. This beautiful, heart-stirring creature and I share a connection which, if observed by an outsider, might seem outlandishly singular or arcanely esoteric, as it certainly is. I love to feel the vibration of her purr against my skin - the most comforting affection.
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