Another Morning, Love

my cells are awake
communicating with yours
in early morning whispers

our cat Orlando overhears
draws closer, a hush

I roll over, we spoon
the warmth, the love
bodies rejoicing
in low tones
and soft mumbles

oddly enough
there is an
orange ball of fur
purring at the bed foot
beyond your feet
shhhh
our cells are giggling

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