Curiosity Killed Who?

Curiosity was the cat,

and death is what killed it,

watching from a place out of time; as he's freed from what didn't,

now in a place after death curiosty becomes livid,

unshackled by hesitation released from his limits,

confronted by beauty and of couse walked with it,

passing by regret whose angered he missed it,

no doubt in its mind grateful he risked it,

full of an essence of wisdom with movements of a spirit,

befriending fear so near as the cat gently kissed it,

full of passion  and promise mirroring that of an infant,

so full of wonder and life as he surely went missing,

becoming curiosity, 

the cat that did it.