u:
wearing black on white.
incredibly handsome.
do i see burnt sienna in there, or is that just the light?
brown leather belt.
you are dashing.
roguish, maybe.
a little heavy–i know this is weight gained for an adventure.
adventure with me.
me:
dressed in ash.
white socks.
im wearing stars.
fursmell: spearmint.
let’s circle.
teach you to climb tree; rub cheek in tulip-stem.
notice my eye-glint.
that’s madness; i sleep in the rain, nap in the garden.
after winter of windowstare, summer’s clawspring.
find the scar under my chin.
Her Two Cents
Fursmell, windowstare, clawspring. The language of feline missed connections. Read the other adventures of Capote here and here (with a few more to come in the near future…) and become entranced by the purrspell…