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Cat purring in my lap
I'd edit this scene if I could
To add you on the couch
The cat would be moved to make room
And once you rested in his place
I could be your weather
Running fingers of electricity through your body
Flickering, jolting, illuminating
With crashes and peals
My voice a tickling hush of rainfall, steady and reassuring
Until sunshine broke through
All quiet and still
And you and the cat would both purr
lovely poem makes me want to be on your lap purring. and then pleasing You as You desire
@greenmountaineer: Nice technical point. I predict that you are one of the rare people who knows what the subjunctive mood is!
@tazz317: This was definitely a scene sans Oprah!
@Anonymous (Simply Beautiful): You picked the right word with "muse." This one seemed to flow out from some greater-than-I inspiration of the moment.
@Anonymous (Wish): We're getting an unusual amount in my neck of the woods!
@todski28: I never get tired of the word "brilliant," although it sometimes makes me feel a bit unworthy. : )
What a warm, loving, inviting, and sensual poem. Lucky cat. Lucky muse. Thank you for sharing this beautiful piece of art and for sharing your heart. It's simply beautiful.
happens at the most opportune time sans Oprah. TK U MLJ LV NV
Very nice, Ian, simple and at the same time imaginative, a nice combination not often achieved.
My only quibble is with your use of verb tense. Everything up to and including "I could be your weather" was conditional, ie, "if that, then this." Beginning with "Running fingers..." I might have used the present tense, ending it with
Until sunshine breaks through
All quiet and still
And you and the cat both purr.
A quibble perhaps or maybe an opportunity missed of an image so clear that it's actually happening if only in your mind, absent your lover.
Nevertheless, I read this and recited it several times, enjoying it more each time.