“Her fur’s as dark as midnight’s lovely gloom
And when she walks in silence through the night
Her paw pads kiss the earth with rare delight:
She’s so sublime and elegant a bloom !
A flower of all felines, with her grace
A magical enchantment full of dreams !
Oh, how she has survived through life’s extremes !
I can’t imagine how she bears this place !
She was abandoned by some felon. She
A house cat oh so civilized and rare !
She knew how to besot with every stare,
From those delightful eyes and from each tree.
I know we’re different. I’m like moonlight, bright
With silver feathers and sublime repose;
And she? She has those magic sable toes…
I love her. Life can be passion’s delight.
So how will I comprise a starlight ode
Enchanting my sweet damsel princess queen?
She needs to rule in a secure demesne:
I’ve made a nest for her because it’s snowed.”