Ted - fran carbonaro

[Lawrence Robinson]

Ted

It takes years to figure out 
that an old cat is a girl’s best friend.
He no longer wants to run off in the night, 
on the prowl & now needs you 
more than you need him.
He waits patiently to be fed, washes, then
crawls into your bed each night, 
his warm, satin fur next to your belly.
He literally purrs you into a soft, smiling mass
& the deepest sleep you’ve ever known.

Sometimes you wake aroused, wondering how 
his magic goes there, too.
Curiosity could walk you toward the computer, 
googling your way into such feline secrets.
Instead, you lie there, while he lays his face close
against yours & waits for your touch.
It is nearly pitch black in the night but you know 
he is watching you learn how to purr.


	- fran carbonaro

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