Smoke stacks relax
…as warm brandy tickles taste buds
……too tired to savor temptations’ flavor
I crouch on leather couch
…sensuously sinking
…… into the fabric of flirtation
Relaxation comes slowly
…smoldering in misty rings
……reminiscent of smoke signals
He watches me
...peripherally
Pupils wide
…eyes narrowed at the side
His blinkin’s got me thinkin’
… maybe I should just surrender to his gaze
……Sultry eyes a~glaze
I wink at his pink tongue
... flickering
Snickering … I pick him up and stroke his silky back
… me -- with my Tom & Jerry cocktail / him -- with catnip intact

Yeah, sometimes we be trippin’ hard … me and my kitty cat


^Jus' a quickie^

A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence --
I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥

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