Tiger
Will you dance with me
When the tiger comes
Stay and hear it purr,
Unbound, alive and free?
Will you
Stay to feel the rains caress,
To smell the scent of New World Clover
And taste its honey
The sweetness
Embracing you, embracing me.
We have endured the wars,
The prophets, and the politicians.
All that’s left
Is the rising dust and us.
Say yes-
For when the tiger comes
The dance will be
For love!
Poetry on Wings 