Stroking her fur
evokes now that purr...

Lines 1, 2 rhyme Lines 3, 6 rhyme. Lines 4, 5...
Your smile fills my brain...

Craving dark passion,
In chunks of addictive bliss...

The landscape lay cracked and parched,
Heat still lays beneath the dust, but...

~ ~ ~ ~Christmas choice~ ~ ~ ~
If I should hold your beauty to this day...

Ev'ry single person in the world desires,
a gift from Santa Claus's bulging sack...

...

An age has since past
yet, this spring day brings barbed hues...

Scrubbing hands non stop,
using bleach and a hard brush...

...

hanging, he plucks fruit;
spitting out the seeds across...

Potential arcs inside locked gates
In one small palm a seed awaits...