The CatA Poem by delocyleIt's all little things which wears us out Little things what makes us compete Its all little things what makes us ashamed All short moments makes us happy Sees a dream for a far long time All tiny moments we decide Its all the things what brings us aside Then thought for days about 'why'
Your skin is hot And a cat inside me Closed her eyes and 'that is love ' what she told My finger tips want to know you Want to touch how a child wants to Its time to meet your skin Its time to talk to your skin! Its time to raise a flicker of interest To do the things that people see obscene Trite love is not much our thing Glowing like a candle We cause a gigantic scaldal Im now fade with the touch of the wind Faoming at the mouth Its time to meet your skin Its time to talk to your skin To make us both even !
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