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Eye to Eye

by Glenn Currier

She looks into my eyes
as if searching for my feelings
for a hint of my disposition today
can’t she tell by the softness of my voice
the sweet things I say
can’t she sense my love
in these moments together
or
are we both really alone
and this union a figment?

It is as if she is wondering
in her little mind behind her amber eyes
what it is like being human
as I wonder what is like being feline.

06/18/2018

Posted on 06/18/2018
Copyright © 2024 Glenn Currier

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/19/18 at 11:24 AM

This is great, Glenn. At first I thought you were talking about your wife, but of course by the end I realize it involves your cat. I can so relate, because my own cat and I have gone through similar experiences. If you haven't already, might then want to check out my Winter Calico in This, That, And A Few Other Things library.

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