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A white apartment,
a quiet cat
on the windowsill,
his chest the scent
of turning leaves,
the room a slatted
pattern of shadow
and light.

Sun falls across
your lower back,
leaves a space of
freckles,
a highway wide,
the cat a little ball of grey
and early morning
sighs.

You hold my hand
and we kiss the morning
into
night.
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ohsostarryeyed's avatar
"on the windowsill,
his chest the scent
of turning leaves,"

exactly how outdoor cats smell