The Cat

The Cat

A Poem by delocyle

It'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 !

 

 

 

 

© 2009 delocyle


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excellent work. very accurate description of feelings and i must admit the title is a little cute. good job

Posted 14 Years Ago


listen friend making me read stuff like this right after i leave my boyfriend isnt such a good idea! .... i am very very drawn to each line. i love your visualizations... the rhymes are awesome and seems effortless too.

good job on this one too. *nods head* I wanna read again and maybe some grrr action!!

Well done!

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on December 8, 2009

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delocyle
delocyle

New Paltz, NY



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