There are animals
with white quiet heart.
Animals who lick your skin,
animals who don't understand your betrayals.
They would never bite your hand,
they would never hurt your feelings.
They look like humans,
yet they are more than that.
They slide into your bed tenderly,
kiss your fingers one by one.
Sometimes they will call you crocodile
so you know you could be an animal too,
if you were worthy of it.
Look for these animals.
Look for them.
So far I can say
they have a small frozen nose
and soft burning ears.
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