cat speak

Crisp chill wraps round tired bones,
 not much in way of movement,of any
 kind,except chattering teeth,
 intermitent,white puffs collide with
 all to early morning air,crunch,noise
 of snow under foot,catch's your
 attention,ears twitch,focus on my approach.
 On the same frequency we connect,you at ease
 we say hello,in the middle of this dimly
 light street,soft marmalade cat,extremly
 affectionate,we share carresess,nuzzles
 exchanging warmth.
 Talking your lingo,you surprisingly jump
 up into my arms as I walk your cold metal
 Id tags jingle,stop to aquire as to where
 you might be from,oh only a block away
 you ride on my shoulders sensing
 familiarity as I set you down on your front
 porch,at fifteen past three in the morning
 try to leave,you wan to follow,but I let you
 know you should stay near your home on this
 frigid morn in febuary,take care ryan the
 marmalade cat from winslow street.
 clay4872