You were a beautiful cat to my gaze,
With eyes that captured and quietly swayed.

I chased every flicker, each playful deceit,
Drawn to your steps, though lost in defeat.

You toyed with my hope, led me astray,
Till breath turned to longing, then sorrow, then gray.

But one day I fled, broke free from the snare,
And saw the soft truth beneath all your flair:

My beautiful cat, with charm so untrue —
I was never your love… only prey to you.