this morning
you graced my ears with the finest of music
sounds that filled the place I knew only music could touch
I lifted you wrapped and limp from my bed
and purred with you
then
my tears glistening in your still black fur
I waited for your rest box
as you grew cold in my arms
first the pads on your paws
then your bone thin legs
now
I hold you more tightly just to keep you warm
for a tiny bit longer
listening
while I go to that place
I thought only music could take me
and
with your last smidgeon of warmth cradled in my arms
I sway to the beat