I crave.

The flair purrs in my ear, i can't help but bear, this sound of melodic bliss, that makes me feel a kiss. A kiss edged from the purr, that makes me pet their fur, It achieves me to taunt, It dives for me to want. It crawls under my skin, whiskers blaring among the pin. The pin that they have on my heart, beloved,they can mantain the bark. The crust of the tree that almost fell off, The rust from the glee that almost came off. Why don't they also purr, so it would be easier for me to stirr? So it could abid with comfort, wash over me with contour, lining up upon my soul, i crave the shining of my goal. I gave comfort, i save rivet. but as any other, i crave, but send fight to the latter.