Intent of a Black Cat

If ever
I was a black cat
I would mess with your mind
I'd meander the alleyways
with a melancholy glare
and an icy surreptitious stare
I'd swirl the senses
with your superstitions
and my sinister stealth
You would be increasingly paranoid
over the fate of your health

Oh yes
as a black cat
I would dare
to unfurl your emotions
and ensnare
your darkest despair
With just my black coat
and penetrating pupils
I watch with pleasure
as you come undone
and purrrrr