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Sookee's Sweven
ES (August 7,1959 / Battlecreek, MI)

Sookee's Sweven

Poem By edward serof

My heart's shallow beat is simply outdone
by cradling your purrs 'gainst my breastbone.

Ebony sheen holds lamp shine in eyes a jade green;
just goodness, there's naught in Thee of malice gone mean.

And then as my own flick to find a faint slumber,
you nose my chin where whiskered tendrils brush my cheek with their number.

I stir at this greeting, my feline perched for soon fleeting,
and I the greater gain going back to first meeting.

Bolting softly to tame a sleeping house panoply,
and I so fatigued give in to Sand Man's canopy.

by eserof

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