[Jack Deth]

Warm Fuzzy Wednesday Poetry


Medea





I can sit comfortably atop my tucked in Paws for hours on end
Well aware that My Pretty One will eventually Surrender and Bend
At her slender Waist to touch my deep and silky Fur

Surrounding gentle fingertips that disappear as I look up and Purr
Flexing luxuriantly here and there as the Dance of Enchantment begins
Not caring much at all that it might be considered a Sin
To be scooped slowly to fill the cup that is My Pretty One's palm

While her fingertips dip and swirl to keep me calm
Relishing all this attention as my folded ears brush her cheek
Offering a view of several Room's that I occasionally strive to seek
Before our noses touch and we relax upon the Big Long Chair

Settled elegantly in My Pretty One's lap, I wonder if it's fair?
If being so delightfully pampered should be my claim to fame?
The ability is incredibly easy, since "Medea" is my name


Jack Deth~ 06/06/07.

[Lady Jag]

Kisses And Cuddles!

Kisses and cuddles, yes, that's what you're worth! And these you've received from the day of your birth! Paradise started when life was received, Preceding the moment that you ever breathed! No man is an island, exempt from your charms! Or the touch of your hand or embraced in your arms, Or caressed with the fingers of fate at its best... Awaiting the honour of one truly blessed. Two lips left to reckon, and lowered eyes, too... My heart seeks to beckon the nearness of you... For what is the whole world itself worth to me If true love is distant and never to be? Yet hope springs eternal, it ever was so... You are the sweetheart my heart yearns to know... Take away riches, the clothes off my back, And yet if you loved me, then nothing I'd lack. Your love is most precious, most gracious of all... Your kisses are luscious and sensuous to recall... Forgive me for falling in love with your face, Your body, your beauty, your skin soft as lace, Your ideals as noble as God would decree, Your patience and kindness and integrity. And if dreams are the only highway to love Then there I will love you as pure as a dove. Like an angel who's known you and cherished your soul, Who wishes your blessing and to at last see you're whole, Who prays for the future when struggles are done And Man's inner natures combine into one... Kisses and cuddles, yes, that's what you're worth! And these you've received from the day of your birth! Paradise started when life was received, Preceding the moment that you ever breathed! No man is an island, exempt from your charms! Or the touch of your hand or embraced in your arms, Or caressed with the fingers of fate at its best... Awaiting the honour of one truly blessed. Two lips left to reckon, and lowered eyes, too... My heart seeks to beckon the nearness of you... For what is the whole world itself worth to me If true love is distant and never to be? Yet hope springs eternal, it ever was so... Yes, you are the sweetheart my heart yearns to know... Denis Martindale