White heavenly royalty
Prances in from the
Litter box.
Delicately shaping her
Magnificent mane,
To purrr-fection.
Stretching her arms
In an innocent and
Feminine yawn,
She unconsciously paws
With her absent claws.
Drifting past the arrogant room
Leaving a scent tickling the nose
As a feather.
With spongy steps and clawless paws,
She floats to the window seat,
Her throne.
Beauty radiating from her whiteness.
Her Persia heritage left her
Face, wall-like.
Emerald eyes catch mine, an ocean.
Pushing her shoulders skyward
Magnifies her royal aura.
Giving a nod she invited me,
Her faithful subject,
Into her presence,
With her elegant ball of string.
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