Roaring Vibrations

Roaring vibrations 
echo through that axe;
The sharpest of claws
subdued to a purr
curled up on the couch;

Soaking it in;
Closing your pores
with cold water;
Loud cup of sound;

Refreshing;
Play again,
I’ll meow;

One more, 
make me 

beg.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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