Sunday, December 26, 2010

The Cats STRUT!

He walks, muscles flare
She walks, her beauty shines aganist the moon
They meet, paw to claw
She bites her jaw
He scratches with his claw
Affection leans upon them
He walks with a strut
She stares to the moon
He seats, they meet

1 comment:

  1. A sweet dedication to the backyardicats. Little tiffs and kisses - how could they ever be apart.
    Beautiful words and gorgeous pics D xoxo