Kitten

Kitten testo

Kittenthe same sun shone through the window glassthe table was set with the good platesyou came down in your new easter dressand he smiled when he said your namehe called you kittenwho knows if you were right or notand who cares if you lost or wonyou kneel down arranging the wreath you broughtand your back is warmed by the same sunhe called you kitten