Amused

The cat outside the window

Mews, 

Defying the ambience of night.

She pauses

Fingering a volume bound in vellum

And moves so close.

"Do you always seek permission?"

I could smell her peppermint breath

And the vanilla honey scent

Within her lengthy curly hair

As red as wounds.

"I do."

Calliope is whispering to me,

Although inside selected seconds,

Silence proves the most eloquent.

- 11/14/25