Black cat

Black Cat

 

The way you look deep into my soul

With those large deep Irish

Eyes.  

 

Camouflaged into the night.

Stalking your pray waiting to a

Make move.

 

Walking with the confidences

To do anything you want

To do causing

Mayhem.

 

When the sun rises high in the

Sky that’s when you want to be

Held tight.

Reviews

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Nice ending stanza.