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.

the little one

approached me

looking up in stupor

what are you doing out here

engrossed in your beauty

cladded up that way?

 .

he ignored my smirk

my pleading eyes

you have no fur coat

under neat your robe

is your silky pale

wintery skin…

 .

that skin the big one seems

to love so much – the silken

and the watery he comes

looking for a great deal

I like him to like you