I know you, I walked with you once upon a screen
Fortuna, she gossips through gunshots on repeat
I’m seeing her Wednesday night, her carriage brightly shines alight
She twinkles through the humid evening air, it’ll be alright

I know you, we spoke of this once or twice a week
Fortuna, our rote months were fun, we learned some things
But I’m seeing her Wednesday night, it’s different when I see those pearly whites
In person, Christ, you’ve got me lurching for my quill again, I write

Your eyes of amethyst adrift amidst the birth of night
That hint of sanguine as the moonlight hits your fur just right
That silver snaggletooth I catch reflecting windows back at me
That claw of peppermint, thy clasp! Perfection in those blackened teeth
That sultry purr of yours, so turbulent yet sweet as clementine
That holy softness kept within your downy coat, for me to find
That thing your ears do, when I say you’re my best friend
We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!

So it goes, we talk with the mouths we made by paw
We throw things we built in the interim last fall
I’m her entangled pet, offhandedly beloved
May we follow forward blindly? Nay, Heimdall ignores our crawl
So it goes, she steps towards me gently in the dark
Dim tomes, still left o’er these bends, beneath the mark
My lover feels soft as ever, even as our fiction hitherto
Lies open, Christ, it breathes unbroken, my dear kitten, I know you

Your eyes of amethyst adrift amidst the birth of night
That hint of sanguine as the moonlight hits your fur just right
That silver snaggletooth I catch reflecting windows back at me
That claw of peppermint, thy clasp! Perfection in those blackened teeth
That sultry purr of yours, so turbulent yet sweet as clementine
That holy softness kept within your downy coat, for me to find
That thing your ears do, when I say you’re my best friend
We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!

Your eyes of amethyst adrift amidst the birth of night
That hint of sanguine as the moonlight hits your fur just right
That silver snaggletooth I catch reflecting windows back at me
That claw of peppermint, thy clasp! Perfection in those blackened teeth
That sultry purr of yours, so turbulent yet sweet as clementine
That holy softness kept within your downy coat, for me to find
That thing your ears do, when I say you’re my best friend
We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!

We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!

We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!
We should do this again!