Nocturnal shadows call my name
As lunar light deflects my trail
The silent owl’s on his night flight
His eyes aglow, his wings full sail
And aft he passes overhead
My nose detects a feline scent
My senses quiver with delight
And fire up my night’s intent
Her emerald eyes, so bright and clear
Bid me to pay a booty call
I swiftly smooth my peppered poise
‘tis mine to lead our caterwaul
Impassioned lover that I am
Fearless hunter, connoisseur
A preening, fawning, sycophant
I’ll make that pretty feline purr
And ‘neath the stars this moonlit night
I’ll slake my native, feral lust
Until, at last, she breathless sighs
Content and rolling in the dust
When next she looks I shall be gone
To hunt in shadowed underworld
For I’m a cat that walks alone
My spirit free to roam, unfurled.
Regis
Ron
budd