Desires of a king

Below, mesdames, messieurs, and everyone else, is a verse written for a fellow being. The mute cat salutes them wherever they may be.

Lounging like a pacha
I am,
Just waiting,
in agony
perhaps,
or maybe my cabinet has not arrived.
Either way,
though I cannot say,
exquisitely, I end my day,
in such an array
of luxury light,
I dare.
I am the king of around here. Pay! November 2018, Yerevan, Armenia. ©le_chah_errant

Stay safe and enjoy ❤️

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