Kitten

Kitten licks her claws
No longer smitten
She washed her coat
A hundred times, since he stroked her

In her hair she wears diamonds
In her eyes
Light reflects the sky
That lies wide open

Kitten flicks her ears
No longer hears his words
Or the silences he spoke
Like lies

In her lair she resides
She is the bride
Of new-born dreams

That she is living in
That she is living out