Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion
Kitty, I read your fantasy,
About your fling out on the beach.
And how you'd love to romp along,
Just out of his reach.
When finally succumbing to his arms,
You give a moaning sigh,
Then, just as he moved in,
You'd awake and say, "Good bye."
You are a little devil, Kitty,
I could read in every line,
How you'd drive a man to distraction,
Then act like it was fine.
I must prepare my defenses,
For all know what Kitty**s do.
They toy with helpless micies,
Before turning them into food.
I liked your poem. It flowed well, and left me hanging until the end.