Kitten
By kyew
Purr for me, Kitten- that purple vibration sifts my thoughts. The chaff rises to be blown away by the easiness of intertwined moments. Play with me, Kitten- losing ourselves in the leaf-pile of frivolous time. The days will pass and with them the tears and the smiles. Feel with me, Kitten- memories to store and sample later like old love letters. The fermented images making the sweet wine, nostalgia. Be with me, Kitten- curl up on my chest while I stroke your hair. Intimacy so innocent as the warm spring sun lying comfortably in a window nook. Climb my tree, Kitten- the strong limbs and thick trunk and rough bark. Climb to the highest boughs where I cradle you in dangerous safety while the wind rocks me. Find me, Kitten- an adventure inward where no borders interrupt. See the vast wildness of diversity where everyone is strange. Come to me, Kitten- meet me wherever the wind does not follow. Search me out- inside and out- satisfying your curiosity. written about an ex-g/f... she was playful and the name stuck in my mind for her Written March 31st, 2002 © on Mar 31 2002 01:57 AM PST, R. T. Howard 0 • 10 • 8
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"Purr for me, Kitten- ..."