Blue Maos / May 13 2016

Two black cats
Loved by so few
Scorned by many
Feeling ao blue

Casting themselves
Away from city lights
Passing time with conversation
About their past fights

Two sets of eyes reflecting
The pain of their past
Contemplating with each other
How long it will last

One's eyes of gold
The other of green
Staying in the shadows
To remain unseen

Not the best of situations
Or the best place to be
But the best place to hide
And the best company