Kitty
I had a dream in the past before,
a woman so perfect who made my heart roar,
her voice echoed through each waking moment,
I would feel her touch when my body jolted.
When can I see you? I asked, then she said,
"you better find me before your dead,
come to me and your dream will come true,
there is no need to feel so blue."
I searched for months until I found her,
on a rainy day I heard her purr,
"Am I still dreaming, I cannot comprehend,
God, let me hold her until the end?"
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