The spotlights mine,
Intrusive,
Passionate.
Ill still your heart away,
I promise you that.
In the latest styles,
With a tip of my hat,
The stage remains my mistress,
You, remain
Second.
Dont fret, my love,
When the spotlight fades
If ever it does flicker
Im yours
But as a caged bird shall yearn to fly,
There comes a time when the mistress calls
Again
And I
MUST.
Say.
Goodbye...














Comments
mmm I love your style, this is one of the few types of poetry I thoroughly enjoy reading.
I'm very picky with poetry XD
(This is Muff btw...I'm having trouble logging into my other account o-o Please ignore the old and ugly art on this account)
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"My Homer is not a communist. He may be a liar, a pig, an idiot, a communist, but he is not a porn star." - Grampa Simpson
Gallery--->[link]
Hopefully he enjoys it too hm?
Thanks again
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"My Homer is not a communist. He may be a liar, a pig, an idiot, a communist, but he is not a porn star." - Grampa Simpson
Sincerely,
Your friendly neighborhood Catbandit
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