Hi Ku Cat

A bag of burgers, a bottle of wine,
juice for an e-puffer, sun shines
a blanket, two lovers entwined,
eat and drink of each other
chores completed, play time.
 
she watches as he sleeps
fascinated by the flesh of him
the fires inside
his head
thoughts alight
banked till morning
retaining heat
sparks
the very stuff of art

she shivers
desiring all that he is
 
Wherethereallygoodstuffiswritten said:
He, dances one step closer,
strange bird, strange mating dance
not worried about the holes in his pockets
scuffed shoes or eyes too blue to be normal,
has no explanation for that ethereal call
to migration, only that he must answer
Oh to land in Parsloes, sanctuary after that long flight,
to rest at waters edge at twilight,
breathe the mist rising from the lake,
goggle at the passers by, honk in greeting,
make a nest, wait for a mate to return from a swim
watch for tacky cats hunting in the night,
Oh to land.
 
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Oh to land in Parsloes, sanctuary after that long flight,
to rest at waters edge at twilight,
breathe the mist rising from the lake,
goggle at the passers by, honk in greeting,
make a nest, wait for a mate to return from a swim
watch for tacky cats hunting in the night,
Oh to land.

:cool::cool:

tacky cats - that has a great ring to it :kiss:
 
Have you shared that photo with the camera freeks on the gb?
or taki cats :)
don't think i did... some before i linked to the thread here, the seaside ones. i really don't remember doing it for these. hmmn. which camera freaks?

the more i think about it, the more i don't think i did where some were sideways.
 
Naked Glory

in dishabille splendor, the only description
to explain the condition I've found you,
sheer robe falling from a fragrant shoulder,
eyes bolder than brass, sucking me in,
a room saturated with your scent,
a musk of femininity that stiffens my resolve,
to walk in unannounced more often
 
Roll Model :.:rolleyes:.:

Rouge your eyes with kohl and lie upon the bed
stained with lost strawberries, spilt wine from lovers feast
displayed in vision to compete with hoary treasures laid
splayed bare on debauched sheets lost in your fantasy
while the artist paints you with his lust a thousand different ways
 
I love
a good bottle of red,
soft breezes in the afternoon, the call
of frogs in the twilight,
full of bugs and good humor,
bellowing ballads across the pond
baritone and tenor duet
that scent as the night opens up like a flower
this feeling of contentment
Ku
 
I love
a good bottle of red,
soft breezes in the afternoon, the call
of frogs in the twilight,
full of bugs and good humor,
bellowing ballads across the pond
baritone and tenor duet
that scent as the night opens up like a flower
this feeling of contentment
Ku

wish i was there
right now
right here
reddit
reddit
reddit

x
 

^ 17 syllables or less? yeah :D

last night's sleep
broken seven times or more
tonight - son banished

he's taking my pc into his room because i need sleep. just because he can't, doesn't mean i shouldn't. :cool: even though he's not noisy, the flickering lights across the ceiling, the quiet tapping of keys... disturbs me.
 
Go to bed, sleep, rest
refresh with dreams of bird song
smile when you wake love
 
Go to bed, sleep, rest
refresh with dreams of bird song
smile when you wake love

10pee em
is when
i'm throwing this switch
despite the itch to stay and
speak some more with you
and others, hoping not to
bore or make dumb posts a
chore to read;
come ten o'clock
these eyes will lock
tight
shut
dreaming of you

love,
your ku
:heart: :)
 
bright blue
who'd have thought
a mourning colour?

tears?
no, silly
cats don't cry
 
A little song plays,
sings, San, Fran, cisco nights
not, too, long, but, it's, got, a, beat
that makes me join along
 
Hoochi Coochi Ku
Yong spellchecker
What?

Gucci Gucci Gu
I wish

man maketh the man
not the colour of the threads he wears
nor the cut and artful stitchery of others
for when clothes are discarded
in a heap on the floor
the skin you are in
means more
it contains the who of you
your history told on its surface
just another layer to be stripped
a mind has no need of clothes
it's dressed, instead, in light
 
n the house, shoes off, muddy
pants tossed, run
naked as a jay bird, post
shower
:cattail:
 
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