This Poem's about a close friend of mine. It came about following another tearful conversation at silly o'clock in the morning . . Some guy she'd slept simply waited for her to fall asleep, then just left . . Horrible really . . So, if you can picture a bar where girl sees boy ? . . Meet my friend kitten . .
Kitten
She's More Kitten . .
Than She's kitty Kat
I wish she would
Remember that
Before her claws
Engrave his back . . .
When it's too late . .
To . change her tack . .
Yet she,
As every Kitty will,
Pursues her dream . . .
This pretty playful Kitty,
Craves the saucer,
And the cream . .
She almost chooses
Not to see
That he . . .
'A shady lady Burglar'
Craves not . .
A yowling prowling Tom
He would deftly
Pick her pocket . .
Tip the catch
Upon her locket . .
He simply seeks
To shoot his lot . .
Move on
She throws a smile
Across the bar
He catches this
Then slinks across
It's not so far
Sits . . .
Now . . sensing need
He seeks to sow a seed
With sly slight of hand . .
He takes the lead . .
Flirts . .
Soft verbal ministration
Slowly building her frustration
Teasing her imagination
Brings his tongue up to the table
Till she simply is unable
To . . . resist . . .
She knows tonight . . that . .
Her fairly funky panties
Will . . Be added to this liars list
With verbal tango
Now concluded
Neither party is deluded
To the spot
She stays though . .
Rooted . . .
Excited . . now She knows
Her Closet will be looted . .
Then her pocket will be picked . . . .
Did kitten let herself get caught
Or was she really tricked . . ?
( k . . So we r gonna pause here, since I didn't write anything poetical about shagging . . Cos, well, it's a doing thing, more so than a writing thing lol . .so, for the sake of the narrative imagine these two knocking back their drinks, swiftly exiting the bar grabbing a taxi, legging it back to hers n having a bit of a shag . .two mins, maybe three if she's a lucky girl . . Then we can finish the poem :-)
Afterwards . . . . . . And in spoons . . I might add .
So now . . . Is not so much
As was before . .
When she was dripping with allure . .
His promises as flimsy
As the Dress which she once wore . . .
And now his points
Are on the board . .
This is a time consuming chore
And as She's Drifting . .
Within satisfied silence
He waits silent for her sleep
Her breathing deepens
He could weep,. .
He Checks quickly, with a peep
Then he bolts . . stealthy
For the door . .
He may . . Or maybe not
Be coming back . . For more . .
All's quiet for a while . . Until . .
Within the dawning of her morning . .
Through soft stretching . . gentle yawning
Only fingerprints betray . . .
The fact he was 'another guy'
Who came . . . to leave . . .
Not stay
Now . .
Should kitty smile ?
More kitty Kat . .
Will kitty p'raps
Remember that
When next is charmed
By coolish cat
Be Pussy . .
Not both door and mat