Pussy toes
05-13-2009, 08:23 PM
Since when have I been afraid of the steps of night--
Like a loitering black cat stealing upstairs
and sneaking up behind me hiding from my sight,
Its breath gentle and surreal as nebula
Its heart loaded with centuries of secrets
Its paws trembling with expectations but dignified,
And its eyes--
the two increadible insightful hollows of light
--shine with courageous naivety.
And with the determination to drive away
the untruthfulness of the day
to let the colour of reality soak through the canvas of Time,
It sits there in stillness
Listening to the constant howling and surging of a sea
Deep inside its palpitating heart.
Like a loitering black cat stealing upstairs
and sneaking up behind me hiding from my sight,
Its breath gentle and surreal as nebula
Its heart loaded with centuries of secrets
Its paws trembling with expectations but dignified,
And its eyes--
the two increadible insightful hollows of light
--shine with courageous naivety.
And with the determination to drive away
the untruthfulness of the day
to let the colour of reality soak through the canvas of Time,
It sits there in stillness
Listening to the constant howling and surging of a sea
Deep inside its palpitating heart.