You are aloof
Wanting attention
On your terms
And never mine
You bring presents
From who knows where
And leave them
For me to find
You walk across my keyboard
Making edits
I didn’t want or need
And in spite of a deluxe
Covered mansion
It’s my couch
You scratch and knead
Still, I’ve loved you
From the moment
I looked in your eyes
And life won’t be the same
Without you by my side.
Sandy Moffett © 2020