This morning at 4am, when I came home from work, I meet a kitty on the streets. She was a beauty, her white fur was soft and cuddly and her big round eyes were shining in the full moonlight. I had seen her before and although it had been months before, she instantly recognized me. As I was slowly walking towards her, she sat on her hindpaws and looked at me. A slow and gentle approach of my hand as a reintroduction was greeted by a trusting headbump. I sat down on the street, that hadn't seen any warm sunshine beam since many hours. The asphalt should have been cold but it wasn't, it was warm, warmed by a magical force called trust and unconditional love of our souls towards each other.
I stroked her back with my hand, that were longing for her soft fur. And her longing for a gentle stranger in the night made her instantly purr. She was a beauty, young at age but full of wisdom of thousand years how to heal a melting, broken heart. Instant trust, unconditional love. An emotion were the most beautiful happiness and the deepest sadness can find a place for relief, a place to call "home". At that moment we were at home.
I crawled her behind the ears and she closed her eyes. She was telling me: "Hi my feline soul mate, long time no see, nice to meet you again. I trust you." I lay down on the ground and she walked slowly on my belly, turned around to find the right spot, sat down and we enjoyed some minutes of crawling, cuddling, exchange of smell and affection. Her soft fur was so magnetic, I must have stroked and cuddled her for about a quarter of a hour. It didn't matter. The time stood still. I felt every fur strand of her white coat. Every stroke was a relief for sad emotions. Every soft and loud purr was a exponential multiplication of happiness and love.
A place to call home...
We looked each other in the eyes and said goodbye. She walked off my body and I stood up. A last purr, a last blinking of the eyes and then we parted our ways.
I'm wondering when we will see us again...

Based on a true incident