her angelic
demon eyes

see into the
darkness

anything that
moves is hers

with her claws
she scratches

her tag
leaving her

marks in the
deepest parts

of me

she is the true
soul of a cat

she dares me
to domesticate her

as she purrs
in my ear

Remaining clinged to proving my own point to be right to others is a pointless mental exercise for me.

slipping into Universal themes
affected, reflected, refracted,
through a poets minds eye.