Image for the poem On my desk...

On my desk...

You love the smell of me
Prowl and fancy
Bring me presents
Leave on my desk, no note
What are you afraid of?
You're my type
Make a move
I know I bite
But when I do
You know I am excited
Then you're really into me
And you are not getting out
Until I'm done with you
Come around
Take a chance
Wanting me is never enough
Bring a collar
You'll need some help
Show me who you are
Bring treats...
Written by KristinaX
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