What she doesn't know
A Big O poem: Rogers Thoughts
By: Kitty Kitsune
I go to sleep every night
And think of her
What does she feel?
What does she want?
And every morning she wakes me
With her imitation of human pianists
So I climb out of bed
And scold her for she's done
But I can't help but smile inside
And not know why
I can't explain the feelings I get
Or thoughts that run trough my mind
My feeling leave me confused
Yet they feel so natural
But I tell myself
I can't feel this way
Could this be love?
If it is, I cannot say a word
Because what she doesn't know
Won't ever hurt her.