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Little Tiger

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Poem: "Little Tiger"


Upon the hill you'll find a nest.
Strands of shiny, ebony silk.
Here and there.
And, a pillow of warmth.

In the nest of silk,
The silk of nightly colors,
There sleeps a little tiger.
See as it reclines without care.

Yet, with a sound,
Startling the Tiger from it's slumber.
Rousing the tiger,
He will poke out his head from hooded seclusion.

The Tiger's head is ever searching.
Sensitive in it's search.
A sound can rouse it.
A thought can provoke it.

Upon his brow,
You will find the markings of his power.
Beholding a tiger,
You will tremble in it's beautiful prowess.

At any moment,
The tiger can spring and fly.
The tiger holds no malice.
Only curiosity.

As he's poised in readiness,
He will salivate in anticipation.
Anticipation brings forth yearning.
Yearning brings forth a chase to satisfaction.
....of the unknown.
....to know it.

If I had the chance,
I would go to be with that little tiger.
If that chance would come.
I would take it.

Yet, Tigers are funny that way.
This is a more playful way of writing poetry.

The term I use here are purely metephorical, in the most playful of ways, as I can make it.

A term I'd almost forgotten came up, and was on my mind QUITE A BIT.

Anyways, I have sertain tastes myself, and in case, if you don't know what it's all about, then you probly don't know much about anatomy... and I mean of the human sort... if you still don't get it, I won't tell you.
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Ish a cute tiger ; ) looks a bit like he was mixed with a horse : )...