Tigress

This poem is by www.mardi.ca.

Sculpted Poetry

Mistress...

Tigress...

Sitting here upon my breast

Muscles coiled

and tail a switching

barely perceptual

whisker twitching

Rising and falling under your great weight

my breathing powers against the Queen of fate

Your focussed gaze

upon me

rests

as the earth beneath my back

is blessed

by your rumbling

purring

sandstone

chest

I blink

eyes widen

as open maw

Y A W N S

as an extended paw

reaches out one single claw

to gently prick

my

lip

A scarlet drop

of life's dew

extruded from my puckered pout

a reminder of what price it due

a tear

a cry

a muffled shout

for a child that has been slew

while spinning on the round-about

whilst I trembled

meek and mewed

jesses loosened

head unveiled

horizons calling

setting sail

singing boldly

telling tales

truth and diamond encrusted trails

painted portals of imagined lands

wild winds caress

like imagined hands

fevered kisses

blissed out sleeps

in kundalini

wrinkled

sheets

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