Who knows if he knew what he was doing
when he climbed into her lap,
wiped away at her salted cheeks with his big warm tongue
and wedged his paws in around her wrist
when he heaved a long sigh,
set his great head on her chest and breathed into her skin
steady as a heartbeat that’s safe
Who knows if he knew what he was doing
or why he was doing it
but she needed him, and he was there.
orchidmantis 