The Majestic Nature of The Cat
Glowing eyes invade the darkness of the night.
A majestic hunter with prey in it's sight.
Slowly moving through the grass, as silent as an empty glass.
A creature with a sullen expression, embarking upon a hunting session.
It strikes from the shadows of the night; giving the prey little change of escape or fight.
A body full of warming fur and makes the sound of a meow or purr.
Pointy ears, thin legs and sharp claws; extending out from padded paws.
This creature wears a sumptuous looking coat always shiny and clean; walking with graceful posture like that of a ballroom scene.
It's younger form more playful and small, but soon will grow just as cunning and tall.
Masquerading as innocent family pets and balls of fur; hiding the true heart of a lion waiting to roar.
Hedonistic in nature like Lord Henry from the story of Dorian grey; the cat hates having it's pleasurable lifestyle taken away.
Roaming around night and day...... this creature of beauty is always on the
hunt for it's next prey....
Copyright © Marko Kyoto | Year Posted 2017
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