^-^ Cats ^-^
Charles Baudelaire
They are alike, prim scholar and perfervid lover:
When comes the season of decay, they both decide
Upon sweet, husky cats to be the household pride;
Cats choose, like them, to sit, and like them, shudder.
Like partisans of carnal dalliance and science,
They search for silence and the shadowings of dread;
Hell well might harness them as horses for the dead,
If it could bend their native proudness in compliance.
In reverie they emulate the noble mood
Of giant sphinxes stretched in depths of solitude
Who seem to slumber in a never-ending dream;
Within their fertile loins a sparkling magic lies;
Finer than any sand are dusts of gold that gleam,
Vague starpoints, in the mystic iris of their eyes.
Omg love, love, LOVE!
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Merci beaucoup. 💜
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Wonderful.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Cutie, cutie!!!
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Indeed, thanks. 🙂
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A beautiful poem but i want to say ”miyauw” 🙂
You’re the one always holding me up, Love you Dear ❤ ❤
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Your Turkish ”miyauw” is just purrrr-fect. 🙂
Love you too Dear ❤ ❤
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Wow! Striking photos of your cats. The poetry is a bit unusual, but a literary heritage. Loved your post! ❤
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Thank you Olga. 🙂
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Stunning photos! I especially love the last one…so mysterious:)
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Thank you Tiny, it’s the neighbor’s cat. She’s a great model. 🙂
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They’re the perfect company and much better than humans. Having a cat around can lift one’s spirit and prevent depression. They’re a gift from heaven.
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They are beautiful.
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Thanks, now I love my cats even more!
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It’s good for your cats then, thanks. 🙂
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Pawesome!
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😺
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J’adore!
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Merci beaucoup. 🙂
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