b-LAH-que

Cat on my lap

Your cat on my lap, he's happy to nap

I scratch his back as I happily rap

I speak of the kitty

I say something witty

to someone I've come to because she's so pretty

I wonder just what makes her want to be sitting

next to me, giving

me company, list'ning

What must she want from me?  Nothing

Just living amongst who she loves

What a wonder I'm winning

 

But what's that?  I'm buzzed

off the scene that I'm dreaming

It must be I leave when I'm drunken on

love's lean against me, because I was just

in this loveseat, just me, now I'm seeing

a deep love amidst me;

it creeps up to kiss me

I leap up in bliss, she

gives me a grin 'cross my lips

and again, 'cross my eyelids pressed closed,

behind which I'm lost;

my mind's eye glossy and dim,

my head swimming.

 

Again, I come to

Just your kitty who's with me;

a friend always true

to remind me that your love may always be with me

it's whiskers against me

tick'ling me tender as my love for you

 

Comments2

  • orchidee

    A fine write.

    • b-LAH-que

      Thank you, very much appreciated.

    • Halo_xx

      LOVE THIS!!!!!

      • b-LAH-que

        I'm glad to know, thank you!



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