Monday, September 10, 2007

Nemo's Zesty Essay

We were having a perfectly good time, frolicking on the porch, I with my claws and you in your furriness. Friskier and friskier, until your friendly body went limp. Not yet, I proclaimed, it's only mid-day! We will dream together tonight, new friend, on the back deck. But you would not awaken. I had only just begun to catch a glimpse of your true inner light. Don't you see it? I couldn't help but wonder. See it, see it now. Turn, turn to look. I wanted you to see your inner self as beautifully as I could see it. Detached, in helpless wonder, we both gazed at once.

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