Tiger, Tiger

Be wary of the beast in him
That tiger’s his to tame
Not yours, no matter
how he swipes or calls you names

Tender tongue strokes yellow teeth
placates the sleeping threat
worming through your tightened fingers
quelling out your breath

His strength is that you let him, dear
and that you can control
it is his weakness, simply put:
the tiger’s in your hold

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