Wipe that sardonic smile
Your teeth are showing through
Jagged and glistening
They gnash exceedingly harsh
I could make out the
Shape of malice in your mouth
Forming like stalactites
Threatening fangs sharp as razors
Still you smile, as enigmatic as a Cheshire's
You hate and still show love
My mind is mushed and befuddled
What is it really?
Purring and stretching
You sidle up and jump on my lap
Resting your padded paws on my arms
Retracted claws at ready
What's a guy to do?
I am tempted wring your supple neck
Or smother your innocent and trustful face
I tightened my embrace, but then, fondly
what a lovely feline! is she that really gorgeous? You're a great poet, eddie
whether it's a cat or a woman doesn't really matter...it's so funny how she has you under her power! (that tiger....!)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Enjoyed reading this poem. Luckily cats offer their good side to us more often than those disturbing claws and waging tails.