How we melded. How I could roll over and kisses became a certain kind of kindness that was held and enthralled. How a gasp and moan became one in the same. I remember how your big paw could grip my small hip that said, "I've got you." I remember you whispering the same thing when I was so very ill and shaking in your arms. I remember you kissing the base of my neck as if you expected it to be yours because it was and scooping me close to calm me down.
I remember and bring it forth.