2 January 2013
Before you skip this or read it: It's not what you think.
Her eyes are like diamonds, fierce and bright, Her hair is black as the night. Her legs are long and her body is slender, When you hold her close, she is warm and tender.
She's demanding and tall, She plays around with balls, Always playing with everyone in her way, She stays out all night and plays in the day.
Creeps into your room and sits up on your bed, Gives gentle kisses on your neck, nose, and head, Always wants more and more, There isn't a sound as she walks on the floor.
When playing she'll obey every command, She always will do it, 'cause she knows she can. If you want to work, she wants to play, She'd like to do it with you all and every day.
Is she your wife or is she your lover? Is she a stranger or is she your mother? She is none of those things I can tell you that, This beautiful creature is only the cat.
All rights reserved. Klaire™ January 2 2013
Who Is She? • Opuss № I