I hear scratching at my door
seeing whiskers set afire
the indigo night calling
her fur erect with desire...
She is my stray cat
making her nightly prowl
If I pet her the right way
she will surely purr and howl..
Baby put on your tiger skin
and if you so prefer
we can commit your secret sin
stretched upon my bed of fur...
Darling I have catnip for you
make you scratch and scream till dawn
leave your claw marks on my back
long after the full moon is gone..
Comments (18)
Great Poem Ken!!!
Robert
thank you for a beautiful visit!
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Ken
Thanks for stopping by and reviewing this one..Much appreciated my friend..
Regards,
Ken
Unusual Ken. SR
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Ken
Just having a bit of fun today..Nothing too serious..Thanks for stopping by..
Your friend,
Ken