Don't, cage me my snow leopard, don't bird-cage me
But join me by my side on these milky mountain tops
There I will ravage you. Leaving no mark or scars,
Except for black arrow markers you can follow discreetly.
What contraptions or traps dear, would you confine me in.
Would a Mountain-tiger thank his captors for these dismal, bars?
I tear into ribbons virginal as snow, hearts such as yours
I love, is a Mountain-tiger; I don't just break a Jing vase.
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