"Krizie Love"

..to my little one =]

I once have my li'l pet kitty that I often called Krizie,
with my tender hugs and kisses, for me she was a baby,
no wonder I was addicted over her sweetness that lingered,
her paws caressed my soul encircling her furry tail around.

Yet her young world wasn't a forever,
teardrops have fallen for a long time without her with me,
the warmth of her love suddenly shivered numbly,
her heart was stolen away as my blue skies turned to gray.

she was gone alone, leaving home and me,
now my hopes were dyin', believing she'll come back no more,
my heart was broken as I cursed the day she left,
but still I keep holdin' on her memories that living.

her untimely affection brought new life within her,
her youthful mind could not fully understand,
how this worldly love she knew made her feel so blue,
a moral was reckoned over her twisted ways.

And now I was satisfied with my new Krizie,
now that she became more gentle and sound,
with her two little p***y by her side,
fervour of a new love aroused her to be better.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the tale in this poem. A good ending for Krizie. Animals and life always can make a good poem. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

[Seanne Tholltree]

hahaha,,i like p***y poems