Playful Cat

Stop it.
You look at me,
With your seductive eye that stray.
Like I`m already yours!
It just gives you away.

Like a playful cat.
Jumping around an old Fish.
You play with fire.
You think you're safe.

You should know that;
At any minute I could snap you loose.
And that simile would fade away, without a trace.
Your neck constricted, like within a tightened noose.
That colour would quickly drain from your face.

I know more.
I have seen more.
I have been more.
Then you could imagine.

I have gone through.
More than you know too,
But I have pushed through,
And what does that mean?

Well, if you knew, maybe, you would step back.
Maybe a little respect is something that you lack.
If you had a reason you have said.
But all you do is look at me instead.

Don`t you play me like a fool.
Like someone other than myself.
Like you already know who I am
Like hell it’s in good health.

So no.

I`m not “into you.”
I hate that you think so.
I wish you could see it.
The lack of respect that emits from ye.

Respect me.

The Fish of the Sea.