a soft rose glow purrs
through fluff-white fur,
stretching orange and
golden fire as a
delicate tongue
of sunshine curls and
the sun-cat arches
the graceful curve
of her back. The
moment yawns, as slowly
the hushed world tenses-
then sighs with release
as wayward slips the
bashful ache of sleep

and night-claws retract
into paws of lightest blue
as morning pads its gentle way
into my room