Smudge

Smudge is the color of midnight
his fur shiny black
holds silver threads and moonbeams webs
soft as baby’s down

he sounds like thunder
from a faraway storm
he purrs and looks at me

eyes of gold
shine like the sun
topaz rests in two twin nests
my cat he looks at me

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