December 4th: Tiger by Hilly Kendrick

Come on now babe, don’t be shy,
try to look me in the eye,
can’t you see I want to play,
even if it lasts one day.

I will stroke your tired brow,
speak seduction, soft meow,
you’ll forget, try to unwind,
I can be so very kind.

Nuzzling down against your chest,
doing things that I do best,
purring softly in your ear,
come on now, nothing to fear.

Just because my claws are red,
and my tiger is a bed,
I am harmless, you will see,
gentle, I can really be.

Boy, it’s been a long hard day,
and it’s said ‘all work-no play’
can’t you see my hearts on fire,
burning up with hot desire…

Come down here to sweetest joy,
just for you, my special toy,
claws are in — just for tonight,
bare those teeth and take a bite.

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14 thoughts on “December 4th: Tiger by Hilly Kendrick”

  1. This is my kind of poetry! The accompanying image is great, too! Thank you for this steamy gift!

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