(A Love Song For Cats)
by Sara L. Russell
Oh come, my love, my soft and sleek,
the hawk moth glides in sultry shade
and love's deep thirst has made me weak;
come out and hear my serenade.
The moon-spun clouds shimmer and glide
and fur flies in the alleyways,
oh come and walk the Great Outside,
come out to me and feast your gaze!
I am a fine and fluffsome thing
my silken flanks shiver for you,
love, come outside and hear me sing;
my voice is resonant and true.
Come now, come now, peruse the night,
come let me kiss your russet hair
and we will dance in amber light,
and our music will shake the air.
