A tiger-head tattoo
stares toward your chin
It moves when you do
lifting a cigarette
to your well indulged grin
Left arm carries the scar
under paint and ink
Some colors often hidden
between your folds and the blink
-such eyes burning orange
away from the black
No one else has lips
that can lull me right back
with the growl
of a tigress
You drop your robe
and bind your hair with a band
We make love against the sink
as you lean on one hand
-back along the mirror
Telling me to see myself now
and see what you see
a man coming unwound
The newness of us
is worn enough to release
The worry of where to allow myself
the showing of my inner peace
with you now
Sex without mental protection
Is sometimes hard to do
It's the raw edges we hid
To keep us from coming too soon
To the other's notice
That new lover's casual trace
to hold not too tightly
or else we uncover past mistakes
A tiger-head tattoo
broadens your shoulder
Or was it the weight
of a heart frozen over
heavy and colder
So I keep my hand
pressed hard against your fear
'Tho it's eyes bleed into my skin
as it's growl tempts my ear
Yet it's teeth are made of flesh
It can only rub against my skin
Still, we watch ourselves
So nothing gets within
our self relying
mental protection.


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