this cat i knew…

she had this cat

El Gato…

he was my love…

many a night… purring put me to sleep…

curled-up beside me…whiskers tickling…tongue licking…sweet sounds…

El Gato…your flirtations…tricks…warmth…sincerities…deceptions….caused this pain…

for i went looking for love…this fool…you knew…you knew…

did she teach you these ways…

were talks had over tea…,watch what I make him do tonight…,.sugar placed into bitters…, he falls for that one everytime…

and now i wait in the cold…wanting you… wanting you…

is this ’bout a cat…

or..dreams dead in my arms long ago…

 

 

 

 

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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