Mimì

Quiet,
with stealthily
she hide herself waiting her moment
then with a bound
she run toward me, happy
and she greet me, mewing with insistently.
Mimì is her name,
little cat, sweet and needy to be pet.
From her face so plump and natural
i can understand each tought,
half-closed eyes and continuos mewings
are sign of sadness, while her purr in the night are her goodness.
If she could have words,
she could say me all her love for me
but is enought all that is,
because she search me when i'm not present
and everyday she venerate me
like if i'm her only one God.