Beneath the silver moon’s embrace,
A feline drifts with silent grace.
Whiskers twitch in the gentle night,
Eyes aglow with tender light.
Velvet paws on ancient stones,
A melody of whispered tones.
Through gardens wild and dreams untold,
Secrets of the night unfold.
In the stillness, worlds collide,
Where shadows and the night reside.
A gentle purr, a soft caress,
In twilight’s dance, we find our rest.
The morning sun will soon arise,
Yet mystery lingers in their eyes.
A story written in the stars,
Of cats, the moon, and silent bars.