HeartSpeak

Weaned off cream, in time's hushed breeze,
Meanings sate my mind,
Deep within my booming heart,
I muse moaning dreams.

A creep's need is much too much,
Screams aren't well-received,
Whispered meows attract me,
Speak in pleasing purrs.

Like keys jingled, we hang on,
Though we spit and hiss,
Let's yap about what we seek,
'Til we've all been freed.

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Most Recent Poetry  (E) Poetry most recently written. #2035077 by Vanishing Vapor

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Journal of a Spaced-Out Brain  (E) G-G-Golly W-Wally! What's this thing right here do? #2207307 by Vanishing Vapor