Topaz eyes view the worldthrough lazy slits
pretending indifference
holding secrets
and a certain avarice
for small creatures
who dart and fly beyond the glass
Disdaining affection
and wrapped in smug arrogance
king of the cats.
But late at night
when nothings stirs
and anonimity is guaranteed
and only then
a furry face will nudge my hand
and beg for love
shamelessly and with great insistence
knowing his secret
will be safe in the
dark moonless night
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