she glides past me like breath
which can only be felt, not touched
to inhale the breeze on our veranda
whooshing raindrops through windows
defying the night’s warmness
almost forgotten, like
my biscuit bowl, empty
(a dedication to the first rain in Nairobi, almost forgotten)
SONYA KASSAM 
A very cute cat, I remember you wrote how you adopted it. :)
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Hi Ranu, it has been so long. How are you?
Yes you remember well my cat Kabira though this is not his photo:)
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Dear Sonya,
So beautiful.
All good wishes,
robert
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Thanks Robert.
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She glides past me like breath. I love that line.
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My favorite too :)
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Gorgeous pic, Sonya, to complement your words. Although I’ll be honest, cats don’t do anything to me (I love dogs)
:)
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Heh I never thought I could love a cat until recently :)
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