Taming the Tiger
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Scared, awkward, she called.
Not knowing what to say.
Often, such the case, and so, I prattled away.
Geeky things as I flipped through the Wired magazine,
Until that alcoholic was left unfulfilled, ego withered, and destroyed our time.
Speaking to her, under such duress. All I wanted was to give her a caress.
I felt ashamed, as if I was not her One,
But our love deepened that day, igniting like the core of a billion suns.
We could not part, and our love would not be distilled nor diluted through time and space.
And when our union began in earnest, the physical fire stoked until the flames could no longer be watered down with modern day modesty.
I want to be there for you, chase all your demons away.
Together, we
can clean the dirt and help you wash it all away.
I'll build a place
where we can run and hide and filter out the world.
Where we can try to heal these wounds inside this precious little girl.
I want to
crawl inside you, I want to be inside you, I will not let you come
apart.
I want to crawl inside you, I want to be inside you, you are
the only thing that keeps me hanging on.
The sky could fall right down, these mountains crumble to the ground.
And I would still be right here waiting for you.
Those eye's speak a thousand words and I
can see right through them to the core.
They keep me coming back for
more, to you.
You are the world to me, you are the earth and sea.
You
are the air I breathe, we cannot grow apart.
You are inside of me,
you are the blood in me.
You are the things in me that wrap around my
heart.
This cause is hardly hopeless, I believe in you, I'll find a way.
This cause cannot be hopeless, I believe in us, we'll find a way.
This cause is hardly hopeless, I believe in you, I'll
find a way.
This cause cannot be hopeless, I believe in us, we'll
find a way.
We'll find a way.
We'll find a way, we'll find a
way, I believe in us, we'll find a way, we'll find a way,
I believe in
you.
I feel my blood boil,
I feel my spine coil.
My hair is rippin,
My
mind is trippin!
I am a monster,
Can i come over?
Some kind of
demon,
To get you screaming!
"Werewolf Baby!" is all she really
said,
The moon went up and I went out of my head!
She get on it
Like
she want it
When the sun dies
Night is calling
She get on
it
Like she want it
When the sun dies
Night is calling
I am the right one,
When the night comes.
A lonely hunter--
You're falling under!
That wicked feeling,
Start believing...
You are afflicted,
By what the fangs did!
"Werewolf, Baby!" is all she really
said,
The moon went up and I went out of my head!
She get on it,
Like
she want it!
When the sun dies,
Night is calling!
She get on
it,
Like she want it!
When the sun dies,
Night is calling!
Even a pure man,
Deep in his heart can...
Turn to insane,
From the
wolfsbane!
I am a monster,
Can I come over?
Some kind of demon--
To get you screaming!
"Werewolf Baby!" is all she really said,
the moon
went up and I went out of my head!
"Werewolf Baby!"
Brings her to her knees
Man to wolf is what she really needs!
So now she's captured, deep in my rapture-
We are not halves, we share the same paths.
So now she's captured, deep in my rapture-
We are not halves, we share the same paths.
In this state, we've found fate.
No force will negate.
Her lacy lustings, my insane cravings,
I will have her--she will learn now--
There is a power, a Holy knowing, and when she's satisfied--she'll be more alive.
So my dear just give in, let the girl out, and the sin in-
Our romance will never die,
And I'll heal those wounds you lick.
One bite at a time.
(other poets, better than me)
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So nicely nasty, Ixxy, and disgustingly delightful.
Delicious, breath taking, romantic and tasty and debaucherous nice work. Keep hubbin in the free world:0)
lxxy, I love you! These words will stay alive in me forever. The songs work perfectly with your words. Thank you. You can heal my wounds any day, any time. I do think I've been giving in...I know I've never been more alive! To echo Charlie, no wonder I fell for you...and no wonder I keep falling more and more each day. I am captured, always.
@ Charlie-I don't know about all women, but I do love it! Do you ever have that feeling that your heart has skipped a beat and there are a million-gajillion butterflies in your stomach and they are trying to tickle your throat only to discover there is a giant smile on your face? That would be me reading this. :D
Interesting hub. Google seems to like it too...plenty of ads. Keep up the poetry it shows great promise.
Wow, ixxy ! now I know the advantages of recharging via electricity. sensuality redefined! keep it up!
"Werewolf Baby!" haha Sweet, nasty, hot. I love every verse in there. Thanks Ixxy :)















ralwus 22 months ago
'And I'll heal those wounds you lick.
One bite at a time.' Women love this sh!t! Don't know what the Guggenheimers would say. I like it very much lxxy, good job so keep it up now. You can always link these on my hubs, don't mind at all. Peace, Charlie No wonder k@ri fell for you. LOL