Thank you, Anni. Maybe I'm a masochist because I do like making things difficult for myself. I considered rhyming each line as well, but that was a bridge too far. Perhaps next time...
The tuxedo fits him like a glove;
he wears it as though born to this,
these privileged environments,
his natural habitat, his world,
and he still, silent, immovable,
as his gaze falls on you, a glance
penetrating to your very core,
his cat’s eyes narrowed in disdain.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 08.02.22
Prompt: As per illustration.
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