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Daggers of Love

The tiniest of little black kittens Would fall asleep while kneading the palm of my hand. Soft paws, paddling back and forth, Purrs so petite you had to strain to hear. Once a pocket panther Able to be tucked into … Continue reading

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I knead You

Kneading my belly, The magic cat Purred. Reminding me How much I need Him.

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