Random Computer Aided Scribblings

A lovely and fearsome Black cat crossed my path,

 At a house, unknown, full of uncertainty, she flipped and turned and batted her eyes, full of grace and beauty. I called her fair, her movements daring and I thought her full of quality.

Back to the crowd she flitted, asking attention from all who viewed.

 Her curves were present as I glanced askew.

To the music she swayed as the speakers played, working in her affections.

 She retired to her hosts abode, looking back for one last glance as I sadly, took no chance and returned to my own deep recollections.

The music of the deep passions brought us back into our orbits.

 I saw her in all her glory, outside her home of shores.

She commanded all attention to herself, a captain among petty lords.

 We again danced and flirted despite the interference of pale, blonde ambition.

She dared me to cross her path and with passion, I unfortunately gave way to her infatuation.

Through this start and her art, I became completely and utterly smitten.

 Having access to her charms and purring sounds, so much I considered her my kitten.

I watched her sleep after labors deep and thought myself her admirer.

 She still returned after the sun’s raising to her home, with her true master none the wiser.

I thought myself fortunate but missed her greatly wanting her time like a foolish miser.

 I acquired her affections but the time was mired in past reflections…

She quickly tired of my interactions, like all cats that called for admirations.

 In the end, I let her walk into the arms of another fool,

But maybe I’m fortunate that I will not let myself become sad and cruel.

There’s always another kitten that needs attention…

I hope she’s content… luckily a door will open; hopefully I will not be so beholden,

 Letting in another feline that will wander closer and not use me cruelly,

However, let me caress her with equal affection and maybe not so lewdly…