Notes About The Poem
I painted this the other day for all people who love dressing as cats.
When She Becomes a Kitten
Your eyes whisper, they talk ,
They walk me to the story in your mind,
They tell me every thought you have,
Every thought from deep inside,
About your desire, your yearn,
Your deepest wish for us right now,
How you want to be a kitten,
And purr and paw and meow,
And your vixen lips, they’re ready to leap,
Ready to bite, kiss and moan,
I love your layered red locks my love,
How you’re my tiger to own,
I love your eyes, my beautiful girl,
I love your ears, your mouth, your act,
I love when you dress in that special dress,
And you become my cat.
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