THE EYE OF THE TIGER He sits there…. Like a hungry wild tiger Intensely scanning the room for his prey His eyes are zooming in on you They have supernatural powers To see your true intentions And to reveal none of his They undress you from head to toe And what they see you’ll never know He moves to you in slow motion Hypnotizing you with his love potion PARALIZED by his powerful stare He knows to move, you wouldn’t dare His mesmerizing, mysterious catlike creep Steals your strength and makes you weak His confident aura is like a warm liquid drug Deep inside you crave an extra big mug You want to run…..you want to hide Yet, you want him running right beside He’s persistent; he’ll never quit But you don’t seem to mind one bit You sense an undeniable and destined fit He knows….…..he glows For he is the hungry wild tiger And guess who is his prey?
Reason for writing:
I was inspired to write this little number by a college infatuation of mine... he was, by far, the best inspiration I've known. :)
Birth sign: Scorpio
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