King of Caves

Earth rumbled

but I was king

falling through time

in bloody cave

creeping furtively

through nine lives

leaving fur traces

wherever I padded

a gift to mankind –

the prince of dawn

bowing my head

before my beauty

wild ancestry lurking

in my bones

dividing and multiplying

feral and proud

dwelling in enigmas

of the unknown

howling with winds

enchanted drumbeats

stretching to suckle

moon’s ivory milk

crouching low

muscles taut

as I pounce

hiding stealthily

in sheltered lairs

brave new world

dappled shade

fleeting rainbows

worshipping bleached moons

and star crazed nights

black cat king

coiled spring

and emerald eyes

dark side thoughts

songs of endings.