Lashes like strands of silk,
long like spiders' legs-
I kiss them like dew drops
gathered on a sill.
Whiskers like a haystack,
rubbing like a problem-
I smooth them down like children
in storybook beds.
Body like a thick brick,
solid as an anchor-
I grab on like molasses
stirred into a sweet mix.
kmb 05/03/00
