I flourish in the night as my gentle paws wander silently.
A new moon’s night, I feel my way with my whiskers, 
Ready to pounce, yet no care for nonsense.
Time is sweet in nocturnal nature.
My presence caught with a flicker of light.
I own the night.

I Own the Night
9 Lives Collection
Arcylic on Canvas
12 x 12 in

JMarie