No matter how many times Jesse bites my ankles or leaps onto the dinner table and stalks our forks, I have to admire the way he inhabits his body.
Unapologetically he adores his limbs as he tucks them pillow-like under his head.
I got so close to him that I could hear him breathing. He slitted open one eye then rolled over and went back to sleep, his sinuous spine perfectly curved.
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