She

She was long and lean;
Hair the color of cream.
She was quite daring yet still she was caring;
With a beauty that I'd never seen.

She touched a place that I just can't face; 
Or even describe the feeling.
Even still I don't know the source of the glow;
Or the name of that in which I'm dealing.

I shouldn't dare yet still I do care;
For I loved her like never before.
She never was mean she seemed like a dream;
And her love I couldn't ignore.

She was a lady of breeding yet it was me she was needing;
And together we spent most of our time.
She sat on my lap and together we'd nap;
Till her body seemed as if part of mine.

Sad though it be she's no longer with me;
And when awake in that place where we sat;
I look around but she's not to be found
I miss her -------Salina my cat.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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