So I'm reading it...and reading it...and reading it...and OH MY GOD it's about ME! Whoah! Wow! *swoon!*
There was a confirmation at the bottom of the post that it was indeed about me (which is good, because who knows it could be about some other pole dancing Kitten - one should never be too presumptuous).
Guys, if you're single or just looking to sweep a girl off her feet, do poetry. Don't know how? Try it anyway. Does it suck? Then take a poetry class. But poems knock our socks off. They are more meaningful than flowers and unlike said flowers, the poem doesn't die after a week. It lasts a lifetime, on paper and in our hearts.
If I get his permission, maybe I'll post it (anonymously of course).