Tiger Stripes
I want to eat you,
Like a bouquet of loveliness.
Feed my senses of love,
Give me purity and hope.
Can I take a relish alone ?
Can you put out the fire ?
A stripe or two of tigers,
Were what you show me,
And I went crazy for you...
Behold the angel of passion,
Risen from the funeral pyres.
Once I had a taste of you,
Fed until my mouth watered,
And your tiger had awoken.
In determining true value I consider, What is truth? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for? And what is worth dying for? The answer is always the same. Only Love. Enjoy the Journey...! Peaceful Warrior. 'Peoples Poet'.
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