Sunday, 2 June 2013

What does the cat purr in your ear?


 
 
I’ve Never Adopted Silence

 

 ‘One more time I’ll repeat myself,

You never lose your touch’,

‘You forgot to cut off my tongue,

You’ve never loosened your grip,

You have been squeezing my heart,

I used to love you a lot,

Now I don’t love you much,

I love you more than much,

It is much stronger than strong,

 I can’t stop feeling your touch’,

‘Female$ are unique pimples,

Spotting the face of the Earth,

Curvy ones think they are fatty,

Fat ones insist on wearing leggings,

Some love eating and drinking people’,

‘Every female pleads ‘Tell me a story,

Please, treat me to tales, my shiny knight’,

Don’t forget that I am under,

It’s home with a much better view,

Males are the only creatures,

That don’t like only to listen,

They buy tales the way they buy drinks,

They are the best at making them up,

Bon Appetit from me to you,

It’s not the end of the story,

Happiness made a return,

The silver horse came back,

The future became a successful remake,

Covered in silver dust,

The world couldn’t stop dancing,

To beauty of love and lust,

The scarred tree and the silver horse,

Have been living to love each other,

The last news the moon brought to me,

You won’t believe me,

Not,

They went for a walk together,

People in love make the same thoughts,

They make the same mistakes,

The tree broke, uprooted its own arms,

The horse broke the lead rope,

Before love could reach us,

It’s how it learnt to walk,

First it took helpless steps,

Then it took some rest,

Then it booked the first mile,

Then it made the longest journey,

When the moon paled the ocean path,

One night love walked overseas,

So that we were together’,

‘You’ve never lost your touch,

You are eloquent as usual’,

‘I threw away one thousand nights,

But the last one one thousand first,

I have been keeping for you,

It’s always at your service’.

 

PS. OMG, OMG, OMG!  Oh, My God!!! GOD ON STILTS!
I don't know whether I should be scared to death or to be enthusiastic to stilts.

The people born in the seventies are outstanding and instanding if it’s needed, in various ways. Though how does it happen that we don’t have a driving license yet? Because we drive bikes, I suppose.

For God’s sake take the best care...of stilts!!!
 
 

 

 

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