My pro tempore cat

Hello, my dear friend,
My white blue cat.
You came to me
Like sudden guest.
It was for all so unexpected.
May be somebody in your past
Was bad and wrong with you.
Perhaps, it hurted you
So very much, so awfully.

Your fear is strong,
Don't be afraid!
I want you trusting me however,
My little mate,
My white wild cat.
I love your funny pretty face,
I love you moving slow and tender,
And when you playing touch me gentler
By your so soft and furry paws.

My fluffy pet,
My sad odd cat,
Forget the sorrowful events.
I see the melancholy in your eyes,
Expecting warmth and care,
And waiting friendly stare.
You look like little ghost-cat,
My illusory dear friend.

May be you are
The nowhere's cat,
The nobody's cat,
Though want to be somebody's.
But you don't know
How it can be, who's it can be,
You are so afraid,
Hard understanding somewhat.

My lovely little friend,
My flighty timid cat,
We are talking with each other
Everyday about something,
About all and nothing.
We are saying different "Meows ",
We are playing a lot of games
With each other many days.

And like a restless soul
You are wandering wistful oft
Here and there, back and forth,
Up and down, through, across,
Sadly singing "Meow-Meow",
As if telling me not to go out.
My little pretty wild,
My dear cat, so shy.

I like to pet you often,
My elvish ghost-cat,
My purring furry mate.
You are always asking me for that
By your the quiet plaintive voice,
So thin and delicate, and long.

My shy and temporary pet,
My ephemeral weeny cat,
Forget your fears,
You'll find your place,
Your own cosy home.
You'll find your Man,
Just will believe and hope!
My young new friend,
My white and fluffy ghost.

But often many
Temporary things
Becoming soon eternal.
So perhaps here now
You just already find
Your own lovely home.
My dear little wild,
My elvish funny ghost.