My tiger wants to touch
My cheek with its claw
Its arms embracing me
Its belly on my belly
As if it wants to enter me
It clings so close our bodies
Resting while our souls mingle
In the throes of its desire
Just a touch upon the cheek
To say it could consume
Or tame me it hasn't quite
Made up its mind
Any more than lovers know
That love can be unkind
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