To My Dove
A soap poem

By Tatiana Pahlen





Gentle, charming, smooth and buffed
You filled my heart with swelling love;
I purr all day with joy and sigh,
For you, my fervid dove, I pine.
You spread my claws; I am flying high.
Come to my paws,
Before I die.

Meow!

April 14, 2003

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