You have some newly knitted skin
over fur I loved to pieces
that feels so soft
while drooling all over you.
On a diet of candy
and not right now they tell me
you’re drying on the porch
until I just can’t live without.
I’m dragging you along
your biggest stitches
and blabber in the one that’s gone.
So slowly you turn thin again.
I love you so, I love you so!
Even more with button eyes
or when you need to
leave again, bit by fluffy bit.