There was that time when he was out prowling around
Impeccable coat, stripes so sharp they would slice through rival suitors
Giving the ladies a view of what an alpha male looked like
Everything changed when he met her. She stopped that predator dead in his tracks
Relaxing on her new pelt rug, she looked into his eyes. What a pussycat!
She looked at his pens
Pondered what words were contained
That were never used
Perhaps he should just conform to the pirates’ code
And just wear the basic black
That would make things so much easier
Considering how much he loved to stand out, though
He put back on the rhinestone studded one, even though it hurt because it looked fabulous!
She looked into the night sky and pondered her place.
Perhaps she was just a gathering of dust on a rocky mote flying through emptiness.
It made her feel small and insignificant,
Refuse of exploded suns long since forgotten in the cosmic background.
If that was it, well, that was still pretty cool.
The fact that her ancestors were ancient suns lightened her soul, and her smile lit up the night.
He looked at his desk and wondered where his day went. He kept moving things around, putting away the clutter, but he still couldn’t find it. In the morning it dawned on him…