Feline Empress
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows dance and play,
A mystic queen emerges, surrounded by her feline sway,
Their eyes, like lanterns, glowing bright and green,
As they entwine her, a living, breathing scene.
The cats, a symbol of mystery and might,
Guard her, a sentinel, through the dark of night,
Their fur, a soft caress, a gentle, soothing breeze,
As they weave a spell, a mystical, feline ease.
The woman's face, a map of ancient lore,
A topography of secrets, hidden evermore,
Her eyes, a deep well, a pool of mystic night,
Reflecting the cats, in a mirrored, feline light.
The red flowers, a crown, a symbol of her power,
A testament to the magic, that in her presence, hour by hour,
The branches, twisted, tangled, and gray,
A representation of the complexity, of her mystic way.
In this, a world of wonder, a realm of dreams,
The feline empress reigns, a mystic, feline queen.