The cat would come in secret from the dark,
To wake him up and take his love, his trust...
And even though she didn't leave a spark,
He gave himself to her — because he must...
They tangled in a furious, wild embrace,
He poured his pent-up passion from his core...
He held her tight, but couldn't bridge the space,
And fell into the dark abyss once more...
He held her with a passion, raw and tender,
She purred, and slowly sank her claws right in...
Yes, into him... But does it really matter?!
When his sad eyes are dying from within...
Stray
© Copyright: Алекс Мунк, 2026
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