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Panthress
Too many people desire my heart
the capture of it is a slight type of Art.
For it is sleek and sexy
a lone black panther bathed in moonlight.
Out in the clear yet hidden from view.
Two people have captured it
one released it too.
The other holds so tight and it feels
so right but the panther fells denied
Subdued and abused yet cherished
adored, she wants to fight yet
something’s not right too little peace
yet it seems oh so sweet.
What happened to this wild cat
has she settled, decided to cope?
No more does she run and play
at home in her den she sits waiting.
The predominant male out making the kill
she sits there and waits missing out
there were so many dates.
Yet she stays true waiting for
the temptation to leave her too.
Yet 3 months to keep her alone
but come the time all will be
lost, the cacophony silenced.
No more people to desire my heart
leaving no time to prefect that art.
The cat has been temporarily subdated . Nice poem .