Your sleek nobs of black hair stir silvery recollections of plump cats, whose kaleidoscope eyes widen with curiosity every time I shuffle past. I fill with a dreamy nostalgia with one glance at you curled on the couch, your form as lithe and as limber as a cat I used to know, whose green eyes flickered knowingly in my presence, whose gray fur smelled of fresh pollen and wet leaves.