Locked-legs.
Smooth to the touch, intertwined,
In the most innocent of ways.
Strong against frail
Breaking pale against pale
Meows of week-old kittens that paint a smile upon our faces
Serotonin overload, charisma can’t hide
Charisma won’t try.
Seeds leap over backwards for a word in edgewise
Attempting to control this spillway, it cannot be safe
For a cat like me
In a city of your pace.
Feb 6, 2012
Feb 6, 2012 at 11:47 PM UTC
Locked-legs.
Smooth to the touch, intertwined,
In the most innocent of ways.
Strong against frail
Breaking pale against pale
Meows of week-old kittens that paint a smile upon our faces
Serotonin overload, charisma can’t hide
Charisma won’t try.
Seeds leap over backwards for a word in edgewise
Attempting to control this spillway, it cannot be safe
For a cat like me
In a city of your pace.
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