We sit on the floor,
like two black cats,
passing paper back and forth,
to write cleverness on.
Your words fill mine over
with blood-satin truth,
with a mission,
two poets,
and paper,
is Heaven.
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shrinks arent cheap 
indeed…
This is cute! Really, a scene like that would be heaven on earth. 🙂
t’was : )
I really want to do this. Great post!
you should, thanks!
My outdoor tortoise cat of 15 years enjoyed this!!
Well, I did write it for her (him?)
It’s an in between!
perfect: )
Yes
si
por que o espanhol?
oh, just for fun, maestro.
Tudo bem, poeta/cantora 🙂
(pura vida)
if that’s heaven, a commune of hippy-poets must be paradise revisited… 😉
indeed 😉
And so, you’ve shot down another childhood article of faith. It seems black cats don’t bring bad luck after all. I can’t afford to keep getting more mature like this. I’m already a geezer.
Oh, I never said we weren’t bad luck…just not for ourselves 😉
nice correlation –
two poets,
and paper,
is Heaven.
thank you
“with blood-satin truth”.. Excellent
thanks!
Oh yeah. And for some reason, there’s something that sounds particularly fresh about this one… as if it happened in life and you put it straight on the page.
(shh…that’s a secret)
I’m not telling a soul. Won’t the story get out of control 😉
I owe you one 😉
Cute cat collaboration clawingly communicative 🙂 almost purrrfect!
Mmm, tasty alliteration
Two clever kittens
what other kind is there? : )
🙂 and grow to be curious cats
meowww 😉
haha, oh my god…i had that coming.