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Making a Sweet Kitty Purr
Visions of beautiful swans dancing in the wetness of a pond. I listen to the shouting of the darkness as the night departs. Awakening the dawn. A whispering I love you falls from the heavens and my heart responds. I awaken from sweet dreams of you, the sun whispering it's warmth of your love, upon my face. The sun rays crowning, my humble head, I have fallen at the foot of your throne. And your love has lifted me up to where I belong. My Sweet Kitty do you concur, are my loving words stroking your fur, making your sweet kitty purr? For I come for you like a thief in the night, and when I gazed upon the beauty of you. My love is no longer blind, because you have given it sight. Now this tired weary treasure hunter can rest. Because I finally found the love of my life. Oh yes I am making your sweet kitty purr, if our love is in the making, well we shall let it occur. It seems that I once was sentence,to a million years of loneliness, I fell asleep in my cell dreamt of you one night. And they went by in a blur. Your kiss awaken me, you said to me, my love it's time to go. You have placed my love into your pot and you are making it stir. My desire for you simmers like soup, as your sweet kitty purrs. My love do your heart concur?
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