written by Leigh-Anne Dennison - March 21, 1984
(copyright 1984 L. Dennison)
Two eyes glare at me in the dark
Like the windows of a lighthouse
On a foggy night.
My hearts pounds quickly
Like waves against the shore
Of a deserted beach.
I feel a breath on my face
Like a gentle breeze
Hitting the leaves of summer trees,
My kitty cat licks my nose.