This is a sonnet I wrote since I was paired with an artist who will depict it in her painting sometime this summer:
Siamese cat from the
land of the Thai
Born white as snow
with brown indication,
I shall love you until
the day you die,
More than a mere pet
in subjugation.
In age black and brown
overtake whiteness
And sometimes upon the
lap you do rise.
Under mistreatment you
bite and you hiss,
And in the sunlight,
photosynthesize.
I love cold kisses
from your button nose
Though you sometimes
struggle to flee my hugs.
I further love how you
on my bed doze
And make mincemeat out
of roaches and bugs.
O frisky feline of
ancient Siam,
Sometimes fitful, but
gentle as a lamb.
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