she
Eats mine emotions
And mars my veriest heed
Her arms is a fortress,a congenial devotion
The cannibal of whom I find peace
But certainly,the no creed
I inhere to●
■
Her
Breath speaks severity
But of fortune prudence and quietude
She sinks me the depths of her whims
Yet,ludicrously of null whips
■
Her
Eyes eclipse blunt my sights
And rancour the rhymes of my visions
But then,she is the fair breed of gleams
A pleasant hue of sparkles I beseige
■
Her
Tender tongue carriers coals
Of undying vengeance
Of which every touch trembles
Yet even as so
It feels finer than rosy Arabian night breezes
■
But
Her crest which be the counsel
Of which the wildest devilry passions is seeked
Chides and macerate my mastered pettings
■
Yet
She sets tables in her thighs
And serve the most but motley affections
■
She is despotic but decent

SADIST
©Historian E.Lexano
®Recalcitration With Excellent

she
Eats mine emotions
And mars my veriest heed
Her arms is a fortress,a congenial devotion
The cannibal of whom I find peace
But certainly,the no creed
I inhere to●
■
Her
Breath speaks severity
But of fortune prudence and quietude
She sinks me the depths of her whims
Yet,ludicrously of null whips
■
Her
Eyes eclipse blunt my sights
And rancour the rhymes of my visions
But then,she is the fair breed of gleams
A pleasant hue of sparkles I beseige
■
Her
Tender tongue carriers coals
Of undying vengeance
Of which every touch trembles
Yet even as so
It feels finer than rosy Arabian night breezes
■
But
Her crest which be the counsel
Of which the wildest devilry passions is seeked
Chides and macerate my mastered pettings
■
Yet
She sets tables in her thighs
And serve the most but motley affections
■
She is despotic but decent
SADIST
©Historian E.Lexano
®Recalcitration With Excellent

You were welcomed into our family of fur friends. A cat with Her own personality. Loved to sleep on my bed day and nite.
  Opened up to pettings, going outside learning how to survive. Went on a Journey one day where you entered another life.

anxiety refuses to let me sleep
I stay awake with the lights on, sitting upright and
my tears carry on weird and haunting melodies—
I would love to hear the soft sweet words, and hair pettings:
really, I'd like you to treat me that same way;
but for me to ask for your authoritative love is so taboo
so I've changed my style  — for this, I can't be the same —
but Summer will change, and other days will Rise up,
and one day I will get the Love I want and Deserve:
hurry my love, hurry here: kiss away my lonely tears,
and hold me near when my heart gets blue:
hurry my love, hurry here: kiss away my childhood tears,
and hold me near when my halo gets blue