by any other name
you
would be
just as sweet, cat,
crawling
on the nothing words i say
(i hum
like strum a guitar with nimble fingers),
i
find you.
like whiskers
the tendrils
(on your strings)
caress my face, make music.
i learn to make
sounds
unlike (anything), purring
to
myself / and you,
you are just for me.
my
kitten crying song.
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