it snuggles close
half closed eyes
rolling with white
its forelegs loosely
tip towards sky
its warmth heats
up our sweet contact
'such pretty thing
poor thing cant
enjoy the world as much
as we do' i thought
as if it understands
my thought
the cat struggles
to have me let it down
i do so and it walks
away without
turning back,
as if offended
john tiong chunghoo
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-offended-cat/
