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Satisfaction
Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.
I keep looking at his lips and wondering
What is it that feels so nice?
Why does it feel so nice?
It must feel nice, you touch your lips to his often enough.
A Ione finger strokes his sleeping lips
Jerking back as they curl up sleepily.
Soft
So that’s why.
Curiosity killed the cat…
No, it’d kill them, and no amount of satisfaction would make it better.
I can’t let that happen, can’t hurt her.
This cat will not die today.
I keep looking at his lips and wondering
What is it that feels so nice?
Why does it feel so nice?
It must feel nice, you touch your lips to his often enough.
A Ione finger strokes his sleeping lips
Jerking back as they curl up sleepily.
Soft
So that’s why.
Curiosity killed the cat…
No, it’d kill them, and no amount of satisfaction would make it better.
I can’t let that happen, can’t hurt her.
This cat will not die today.
Published 1st Nov 2010
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