They settle down around me.
I begin to feel the faint weight
of feline paws as she walks towards
me imperceptibly light.
When she nears my waist she sits and
I can hear, mixed in the rattle
of the heating vent, her faint purring.
Telling me that she loves me.
I no longer reach out to pet her,
To feel her rub her cheek
against my fingernails,
because every time I do,
she is gone.
So now I just lie there
listening to the rattle of
her purring and feeling the
imperceptible weight of her,
lying next to me, and
I am content to sleep,
hoping that she'll stay.
