Dancing little kitten
Plying for my toes
Just the tinniest flinch of movement.
And away your paws go.
To cling to my toes and my fingers
To swing at my nose
Soft kisses are like wishes little kitten,
They rarely help.
But like wishes, soft kisses
Are allways felt
So crawl back to my arms
Tears sting skin like sandpaper
Crawl back to my arms little kitten
Ill show you dont need a maker
Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 4:14 PM UTC
Dancing little kitten
Plying for my toes
Just the tinniest flinch of movement.
And away your paws go.
To cling to my toes and my fingers
To swing at my nose
Soft kisses are like wishes little kitten,
They rarely help.
But like wishes, soft kisses
Are allways felt
So crawl back to my arms
Tears sting skin like sandpaper
Crawl back to my arms little kitten
Ill show you dont need a maker
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