satanscove

[satanscove]

I interrupt your scrolling to say: this is the love of my life, Minnie.

This is my angel, the light of my life, my reason of getting up, my actual child, and I will hear no words against her. Reblog to show her the love she deserves.

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A blep I caught on camera

:p They're adorable, thank you so much for the photo.

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If you do have a cat, please send more photos. Thank you.

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satan would do you think of colleen hoover🫠

She is disgusting.

Not worth reading.

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cat stickers r so FIRE!! i have one stuck to my ipad and its so cute 🙂‍↕️

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On my trip I bought a few sheets of stickers, as well as some washi tape. I'm not the best artist, but perhaps I could use it for some journaling..

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I'll be travelling to the human world soon to see if I can find any cat sticker to collect.

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Saw someone post their cat so I have GOT to join in 🙏😼

This is my cat Bluiee I love him so much☹️💕

I have more photos of him with satan but my gallary is messy😞

Thank you. Everyone's cats' are so cute.. I'll be with him in spirit (somehow).

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making bookmarks together as a date with Satan because he can’t stand dog-earring books! at the end, you trade the ones you made so that you have “a piece of each other”, and the keep memory.

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Satan

My head on your lap

as I listen to you read to me.

The low rumble of your voice,

as peaceful and warm

as a cup of tea

on a rainy day.

Eyes like crystals

in the caves of

Sterkfontein.

That shimmer like gems.

Like emeralds.

Like the water in the stream.

Like the leaves and moss

of a forest, reflecting the rays

of the sun.

A sun that shines almost

as bright as your hair.

They say that the eyes

are the windows to the soul.

Maybe your soul

is my forest.

My canopy,

my safety.

A place for me to

be young, wild and free.

Let me get to know your

fauna and flora.

I could explore your trees

and the jewels within them

for the rest of my life.

I close my eyes

as I hear the fireplace

crackling in the background.

Snapping like the

ferocious wrath inside you.

The feeling that drives you to

improve on perfection every day,

as a lifelong learner,

and inspires me to

be a better artist.

The same one

I fell so deeply and

hopelessly in love with.

I feel your soft, warm

hand on my cheek

and open my eyes

to see you looking at me.

With a face,

carved out of marble

and soft as a cloud.

So beautifully sculpted,

that it leaves me breathless.

I sigh contentedly and hopelessly

as I feel the red string pulling

on my heart again.

I take your arm

and hold your hand to my face.

"What am I going to do with you?"

I kiss your palm.

I guess I can't be helped,

with they way you

make my heart race.

And I don't want to be.

I'd rather have your

wilderness consume me whole.

Your kiss blossoms against

my palm, the heat making its way

to my cheeks

as i smile shyly in response. "Anything you desire."

Apologies for taking so long; I've had to reread such a beautiful poem and cherish it so many times over - it's wonderful. Thank you, truly.

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I'm one of the MCs here🦋 and I wrote a poem for you...if you want it😳

Go on then, I don't mind lending an ear.