It was all fun and games
until I saw that look in your eye
and I knew without a doubt
in a moment I could die.
Your beauty in that fluffy fur
is a disguise you wear so well
since just one false move
and in a second I am in hell.
Beneath the fluffy exterior
comes the sharpened blade
that slices through my finger
a gaping wound is made.
And soon the blood is flowing
with not an end in sight
and I know that I am lucky
you’ve spared my life tonight.
Then, as if nothing had changed
you come back expecting love;
of course I give it freely,
but maybe this time with a glove.
Autumn Siders 