You walk through my thoughts
With the same sure-footed command
You walked through the house.
Your pitter patter of feet
Pounds like a drum in my head.
No bowl in your special corner;
You thrive on the meat of my mind.
No wrinkles on my bed.
Were your purring, sweet body slept.
Just a heart, crumpled
By the weight of your absence.
Gold green eyes
That flashed warmth like a smile
Now bridge hot tears
To my eyes in remembrance.
My lap is empty and cold -
It cannot hold memories
Full and warm.
Alive with your image
And the comfort you were
You walk through my thoughts......
And the pain of your footprints will pass.
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