Just like a caged tiger.
His movements behind bars.
This tiger is pacing from side to side.
His eyes glistening between each bar.
The bondage is loose.
He was tied to the cage.
Free from the cage
he moves through damp grass.
Moves gracefully through the dark.
Unspeakable things were done to him.
Made him crave for more,
made him writhe in pleasure and fear.
This tormented soul, free now to go.
This tortured being, free now to stalk.
He is seeking revenge.
Vengeance on his master who did this to him.
This face in half-light.
Every detail clearly visible,
but partially in shade.
These shadows resembling tiger stripes.
In the light of the moon in the blaze of a fire.
Bright, wild eyes reflecting the flames
and the moon from above.
Staring in my direction.
His neck still in bondage
- a collar for my tiger.
I see those lips,
slightly opened, delicate and delicious.
I want to taste these lips as I did once before,
through the bars of the cage.
They were sweet with the taste of pe