sliding under
by Maria Francescashe slides under
whenever she feels uncertain-
not afraid, really;
just scoping things out.
big yellow eyes
avid
and friendlier than most
just so long as
a sofa's nearby,
or a bed
or a coffee table
or anything
that might provide safety
in a pinch.
I reach under
and she rubs against my hand
and purrs,
happy for the company
so long as she
can remain hidden.
I slide under
whenever I'm uncertain -
not really afraid;
just scoping things out.
big dark eyes
warm
and friendlier than some
just so long
as my desk is nearby
or a joke
or some urgent business-
whatever might provide safety
in a pinch.
reach under
and I'll rub against your hand,
purr a little;
I'm happy for the company...
08/12/2007