Kissing The Cat Poem by James McLain

O' powerful woman,
that I feed the sinful habits of
and intentions of men dating modestly boast of milking,
men like me and sinful is my disposition.
O' powerful women who Courts me,
I am closer to your presence every day.
And I respectfully
even in the slightest degree of preference
you provided for me.
Or constraint by the act of the other sex,
soliciting me I fear, of course, while all the pretence for love
through these are I, for them, being right or left.
Standing in the middle of your need to love,
here I am, there you are.
O' powerful woman.