Warmly ensconced in your haven of neon pink feathers and bottle green fabric.
A tendril of fluff marks your ebbing breath and dances carefree in its wake.
Your shuttered eyes, guard against present dangers,
But your ever-alert radar ears siphon the waves for approaching catastrophes.
My serene angel.
Your silken form protects and pacifies me more than I could possibly hope to grant you.
Your deep, piercing stare reads manuscripts of unpublished words from my soul.
In that deceivingly cute form you have chosen,
You harbour epiphanies beyond my comprehension
And wisdom beyond your knowledge.
Sleep now my arcane beauty.
Chase your rainbows and follow your butterflies
For tomorrow looms large,
For both of us.
This was written for my baby siamese, Cairo-Hayse.