Dinner

His eyes sparkle
Drawing goosebumps
Paws padding purposefully

"Breathe in"
"Breathe out"
He purrs like a pussy cat

Soft forehead meets neck
Resting, I breathe him in
‘One last time’ he soothes

He means it

One...
Last…
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He plays with his food

The flash of a smile
Filled with white daggers
Embracing me

He’ll thank me later
But it’s rude to talk 
With your mouth full

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