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I saw her once, in India’s deep jungle
nearly invisible of bamboo’s among,
no moving, majestic, quasi regal
on her eyes a unfathomable look,
nostrils flaring never so softly
proving the air passing through,
she knew that I wasn’t there but
to admire her beauty, not to disturb
the peace, I was like a little bird,
I wasn’t a danger to any of her cubs,
my hand ached for caressing her
and leave a little of my love…
I saw her once, in Sumatra’s jungle,
naked, taking a bath in a pond,
the stripes on the skin embracing
her body like welts left by Amor,
head over the water like a sculpture
that kept going forever below,
in the shadows was her, waiting,
letting the water kiss her with its cold,
but it was the eyes clear gray blues that
my own eyes with their beauty caught,
inviting, like “come to my parlor”
said the spider…is all I saw.
I saw her once, among Siberian trees
wearing her white coat, on a big stone,
watching her dominions with the care as
a well breed and good Tsarina most show,
with one paw hanging careless like
“you can come near, kiss it, and then go.”
She didn’t smile, nor squinting eyes,
she was too regal to go on doing so,
those eyes looked at me without any fear,
she was the Queen, I was just common,
before leaving her, going away forever
I left my heart to her palpitating on the snow.
I saw her once, in a jungle formed with letters
with the same eyes, here in the Den’s Authors,
I did read the fiery romances and dreams,
and all the flowers with tears that she wrote,
the Muses most having using that red beacon
for come to her and inspire that febrile love;
I never heard from she an angry roar,
but not a purr either, a tigress doesn’t allow
a vulgar exhalation to pass her soft lips,
neither they utter a unkind expressed word.
I suppose that I am the only one that ever
a red head tigress with that kind of eyes…saw.
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Forty-eight brilliant cut sparkling diamonds enchanting the eyes of the readers of "Inscrutable Tigress Eyes".
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Like a tigress she can overpower you in a single word.
Your comment on her eyes have once again spoken volumes.
Eye bet you could NOT have done better than this.
Kathy
Ann
Love Tinka
psst!---(My "New Orleans Prostitute" image is now forever shattered! ha!ha!)
Keep up the Great Works!
Roger
well done...
John
Blessings ...
Richard
Walt
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Saving it!
Christine
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Bellissimo!
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"