I am a rat, treated as vermin
No ermine coat here.
Speak with the cat
He is pleasurable
And pleasure seeking.
But I tell you this
He can kill.
Not for any reward,
Just coz he can.
He walked by,
I gave a sigh of relief.
You are beautiful
He said, I know.
Is the arrogance misplaced,
Stroke me, see for yourself.
That’s wonderful,
The fur you have is most enticing,
Your eyes, so large and engaging.
Did you see my claws?
No I said
I keep them hidden
Unless, of course, you threaten.
Why would I do that?
He laughed,
You would be surprised,
Talk to the woman,
She can tell you more.
I gave the cat one last stroke
Said I loved him.
He replied, I know.
I could not believe the arrogance of the bloke.
I went in search for her.
She appeared
Under mysterious moonlight;
Her obvious beauty could stop the heart of any man,
Not mine.
She wore all white,
Defining every contour,
Her hair was rich and dark.
I just wanted to touch.
Steady boy, you expect too much,
But I thought
You thought wrong!
I am not here for your pleasure.
The measure of man
Is in his soul and kindness to all creatures
Until you show me that
Keep it in your pants!
