My new post on Conceited Crusade!
She was a cat more than anything else –
she loved to stretch across the floor, with black hair that stuck,
on all my white socks.
She screamed for love, but purred with soft groans.
And her green eyes, so huge, always watching, always waiting,
I gave full consent,
and unwound at her touch.
That oicture of yiur cat is so cool, and i necer thought id like a poem about an animal, but hey I did, nice job
haha! I usually refrain from animal poems, but I liked this pic, not mine though!