These Small Pleasures
Arm, lightly wrapped
in the soft grasp of your paws
Hand, gladly receiving
the tender ministrations of your raspy tongue
We lie together on the floor
with the November sun bathing us
in its subtle warmth
and I say thank you,
to our gentle God
for these small
pleasures
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