two queens sleep side by side/ one is orange, one is black/ sound asleep curled in together/ purring on as their dreams stack

angels hum from near their whiskers/ the softest fur sweetly entangled/ warmth emanates from their fur/ their tails laid out and tangled

they sleep until the sun has faded/ until the candle has burned low/ they stretch and they yawn/ as they wake under the moon’s glow