Love Poem: Sweet Slumber of Nip-Laden Dreams
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Written by: M. L. Kiser

Sweet Slumber of Nip-Laden Dreams

Ah, sweet slumber of nip-laden dreams; the milk of mother moon bestowed, a blessed drink and lactose-free to this mine humble, feline throat. Running freely through outer space, I touch upon thy blessed universe. My home of emerald and lapis lace, is where in I lay in furred repose. Chasing neon rainbows in nebulae bright, my dreams are filled with gold doubloons. I’ll spend them on treats and nip-delight, and chase away any greedy tycoons. A feline black as obsidian night, in a home filled with human love; among the faeries and tree sprites, mind flies just like the doves.