sea hare
sometimes
and only sometimes
I look into your casual eyes
I can feel the warmth of your soul
slowly slinking around mine
like a small calico cat
soft and shy
why are you not mine?
as the freezing air changes it’s mind
sometimes
and only sometimes
I look into your casual eyes
I can feel the warmth of your soul
slowly slinking around mine
like a small calico cat
soft and shy
why are you not mine?
as the freezing air changes it’s mind
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this is great. I like thinking of a soul as a calico cat.
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