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Oct 2013
Feline.
Mystery.
Intelligent. Composed.
Detrrmined.
I have seen that face before. In the awarak
Cafe colored beauties of the carib.
I would dearly love to sit and listen to your spirit. Eminate.


You my dear captivate my senses.an oblique beauty exudes.
To write you out filtered through my mind.
Knowing your ki your novelty would be.  Golden.
Your uniqueness  is  silky sand running through
The glass timer turned over.

But that would be
a washed up dritwood on the shore.
To wash away with the drag tide. To travel the oceans wide.
For another hunded years.

To see one like you again.
Unanounced. Sorry.
I am a man of many parts.
Diverse and stolid in one package.
Skin deep and well deep
Without and within.

What do those lovely cat's eyes see.
Pointed at me ?
A goodness I hope.
For that is what abides.

Lingers and bobbles on the tide.
Tell me please. What do those lovely feline senses feel
I am ruffled yet entranced.
Different.
Oblique.
Please speak.
Geno Cattouse
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Geno Cattouse  california
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