Like A Cat (Crossing A Room)

(song lyrics, or so i imagine, having not yet written the tune.)

Like A Cat (Crossing A Room)

dedicated to Emilia, of whose glamour it must be said one could glimpse an elusive gothic perfection at times.  should one desire such things. 

If the rumours I started are true
And you have a master plan
I'd call this success were I you
You take your victories  -- where you can

You make me forget
You make me forget
You make me forget like a cat
You make me forget
You make me forget
You make me forget just like that

Forever seductively new
If I practice, I'd never withstand
Though of course this cannot really be you
I  take inspiration -- where I can

The Sudden Change Of Indoor Climate: Perhaps Not An Objective Phenomenon

"The Sudden Change Of Indoor Climate: Perhaps Not An Objective Phenomenon"

Being 

A Graphicall Representation 

of The Immediate, Unmistakeable, Most Physical Response

(No Doubt An Effect Intentional)

Of A Certayne Rather Choice Turn of Phrase 

Encountered In Recent Correspondence

With A Gentleman Of Some Notoriety

With The Pleasure Of Whose Aquaintance 

(Happily Saving The Virtuall)

I Sadly Remain Yet Unfamiliar.