Cat

Cynthia Zhang       November 20, 2011

 

I can smell you.

I might even lightly

Put a kiss on your mouth.

But those hands...

I know what they are.

They will catch me and

Put me in the dark room

Where I usually sleep.

And I know

You love me.

You are calling my name?

You are calling my name

Because you are defeated

By my patience?

I hear you.

I am just a few inches

Away from you.

But I am not coming out.

Not now,

Not tonight.

I remember you.

But you had been gone for

So long.

And You came back

So late at night.

Try call my name again.

I like the tones of mewing

A human can alternate.

I will open my eyes

In your direction.

You will see my pupils,

Just half of them.