An Unforsaken Passion Poem by Aashi Joshi

She watched with eyes ablaze
Her eyes, sharp intense deceitful
Crafty twist of a smile
And a purr, a gaze

Patient suave smooth
Writhing desire bubbling with a want
Her prey was ready
Her body was taut….

And then with grace she bent and leapt
And clawed her way to stir the sire
To ruffle him, damn his calm
To purge his soundness with desire

To ignite those senses
Oh how she fought,
A bite and scratch
And a vixen of thought

He then sank his fangs
In that soft flesh
A spurt of blood
And a growl of victory
The tigress had won.