Those green marbled eyes <br />Nonchalant penetrating stare <br />Boring deep into mine <br />Showing not love but affiliation <br />Requesting yet at he same time demanding <br />Attention with commitment <br />Wanting without offering formal payment <br />Knowing he cannot, ever be denied <br />The whisper of a cry <br />Watching the foil torn intently <br />Releasing the fishy smell <br />Nose wrinkled gathering the odours <br />Saliva dribbling down <br />Washed away with one sweep of the tongue <br />Muted his call <br />“Hurry, hurry I am waiting” <br />Yet no sound <br />The eyes say it all <br />“I’m ready” <br />Setting down the repast <br />Nearly bowled over in his rush to eat <br />Gorging himself on tuna and shrimp <br />No thanks in sight <br />I am just immaterial for the time being <br />Just a servant <br />One who comes when beckoned <br />Unpaid but at times shown some love <br />Only when it’s deemed he wants attention <br />Or somewhere to snuggle when he sleeps <br />You could say he is lord of all he surveys <br />Cisco the top cat in my life<br /><br />Gordon D Wilkinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/green-eyes-sharp-stare/
