Our Eyes Danced

On the first day of the new year, my mind did wander;

wander past the chair I rested.

As I waited, lost in mind,

the rain did plunder,

plunder on my midnight haven.

The Thunder brightened, I sat, frightened,

with the floor rocking, my mind

began to soften to the eyes that did wander.

As our eyes danced, the night grew eerie;

the night did drag this cat to me.

Now his yellow eyes stare at me;

by moonlit eyes the night he sees.

You're no cat I whisper to him,

you're no cat says he to me.

I jump from my chair to stand in fright,

what are you? Human by face, human you be?

You are no cat, he says to me.

-Yes to this you did implore, but we still sit on a single fact.

I am human but you are not a cat.

You sit in a fashion oh so feline, But feline can you be?

In my house you do sit most intrusive,

and I stand frightened but somehow enlightened;

for before me sits a demon, in the body of a cat,

and that demon won't let me be.

-I'm sorry sir, a cat so I be,

I am not a demon, I'm just me.

Sir look upon my body, it's fur you see?

I'm sorry sir, I'm just me,

I came with the rain seeking you my friend,

will you at least hear my midnight plea?

I'm but a cat seeking refuge in your haven,

my friend, without you I die you see?

-You're no cat you're the evil in the world I see,

let me kill you, on your blood I'll feast,

your paws track blood into my home.

Why should I believe in you when I could believe in me?

-For on my paws the thoughts do rest,

the words I stress, even in the blood I dress.

You look at me and see a demon in your home,

but I look at me and a cat I see.

-To this we must disagree,

for I look at you and a demon I see.

You call me friend but I look to you and who do I see?

A demon... A demon in all its plea.

I grab this knife, I hold it tight,

you are no cat, but the evil I see.

You are no cat, but the wrong in my life.

Leave cat! Let me be.

-Your statements implored yet again,

but this time you see it fit to ask my leave?

So hold that knife and hold it tight,

with that knife may you kill today?

On this night I'll let you sit,

sit as your heart plunders; sit as your words thunder.

So hold that knife and hold it tight,

but now I leave you, and say goodbye today.

As his shadow let me be,

I looked and watched the evil that is me.

Feline was the cat, a demon I did not see.

That cat was not evil, the evil was in me.

Through the rain the cat now wanders,

the cat now wanders because of me.

Friend, so called the beast,

love, it was to me.

        DannYetman