When I think of cats I
sometimes visualize.
long, black, sleek machines
like rental limousines purring
softly in dark alleyways
prowling boldly down dark avenues
seeking out the mousey types
who are looking only
to fulfill an ego trip
If I ponder kittens I often
picture the soft fluff of
a dandelion that has just
gone to seed breaking free
and tumbling in a velvety ball
over jagged tufts of grass
in pursuit of butterflies or bees
When I think of lust
which I must confess is often
heh,heh,heh
it reminds me of cats
here one instant
gone the next
always preening, strutting,
bouncing, howling, aching,
to be stroked, scratched
and petted
Eating tuna yet all the while
pretending that its caviar.
Rubbing up against any
available leg just long
enough to purge its needs
But when I'm contemplating
love it's like a tiny fluffy kitten
a warm and fuzzy heat
in the bed of my lap
The taste of sweet Milky kisses
the brush of soft flesh
against whiskers
perfumes entwined
with downy Musk
love fills my senses
my breath quickens
as I nuzzle up against
fond mammarys to
share my dreams of
joy to come.
When I think of cats it
brings to mind the lust
I've known in my life
and all the sweet, soft
fuzzy love that I've shared
and I sit and smile
I just sit and smile
grinning like a Chessie cat.
Marvelous music composed & played
by Chris Bright copyright 2023
Lyrics and vocals written by
Matthew F Blowers III- Copyright 2023 at
Art whimsically Yours Studio
Photo credits to public domain
