TIGRESS
She
is the Tigress
A
lover who purrs,
A
protector of cubs
A
killer of fools,
With
her
My
scars of love
Match
those of battle.
I
thirst for her words
My
mind salivates,
I
devour her thoughts
A
beauty indeed
Difficult
to resist
A
danger to be close.
She
the Tigress
Her
scent arouses,
The
very essence of woman
Hunting
me
Stalking
me,
The
elation
The
excitement of death,
She
brings it all.
Blood
from my lips,
She
bites deep
Her
scratches gouge,
My
back is torn
To
my Tigress
My
passion is sworn.
She
hunts love
She
tastes fear,
Her
fine hair
Rises
when I’m near
Ready
to pounce,
To
impale her fangs
In
her lust for blood.
My
Tigress
Woman
of power,
The
Queen of the forest
Can
savage my soul
And
devour my heart
Lust
The
sweet death.
Phil
Hall June 2013
wow
ReplyDeletethats all i have to say.... now i am the one speechless...
breathtaking. the queen of the jungle. i think all women want to be this way at one time or another in their lives. fearless and strong enough to just take what you want.
ReplyDeleteLustful and filled with animal yearning. I love it.
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