Kit Kelen #940 - victims of instinct

940

victims of instinct

cosy up with to be more

and do the inside out illusion

love to be loved

and that's a song

sometimes we go upside down

top to tail in out

or round the tree

believe me

and I know you do

it's just this once I cannot lie

here hold this while I come for you

and sing so no one else can see

it's deep in the eyes we love

skip with it step sprung

led by the moon

by the nose

by the way

I am a crocodile sometimes

moat my whim

and dress the part

often begins with conversation

and must be only half at bay

you'll get a glisten after – love that

though there could be grumble up to

or even a cat attacks

once swan swam or rather glide

and all anticipation

that's when walk on air

dream dark in the belly

till rub tug – rude enough for you?

have we the skills, the nous?

you always come to me as a question

and you can call me tiger, do it

when any word would break the spell

faster, slower, further, less

you wouldn't think a body could

but then a body's done it

how much of each does other know?

the heart is listening here for us

and sometimes waits as well

we call out heart to heart all soulful

have a mind to it

you'll lose your head

and you could give

call deed and it can come with title

there are vast estates in skin

peasants have suffered from

and sometimes they have overcome

indelicate these manners

set to sea hammock

slow motion in whale

elephant so

out of the bath

sometimes weakness overcomes

it only helps me to be creature

hello you

well oiled machine

and beautiful music

we cannot keep

pitter patter

snug in sack

with steady rain

and in another skin altogether

I have instincts

of the victim

cringe when

out of the egg

all leap