- Non-Erotic Poetry
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I will not become the loft
where cats come to die
far away from their loved ones.
Yet here you curl in my shade,
stretch in my comfort.
Again I pour my love like milk
into a chipped platter
and wait.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozover 16 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 38,000 poems.
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dcpoet44over 18 years agoand right to the point. love that first stanza.......has the anna slant i'm come to recognize.....great stuff.....don
Anonymousover 18 years agoreading, something in it
strokes me to a comfort
and give me an easy smile.
curt
