volko and i peer out of our top bunk, one eye up
lounging and lazy like the love cats that we are
the boy is peeking his head into the casita, waking us from afternoon siesta
and offering a quick ride to the sea
i stretch and jump out because i have been dreaming about riding waves
i leave volko basking in the heat that rises to the top of our little house
he has got leopard markings and little else on the agenda for the day
he is gonna store up sleep so that at four in the morning
he can jump on and attempt to woe and play with wide eyes
this is his most charming hour
his saucer eyes and innocence in totally endearing, licking my hands
he thinks fast and there is a subtle way about him i like and i think this
is the quality i love in people, give me some mystery and the nuances of you
are a bit hard to find, i like to explore
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