The waves in your dark hair
that catch the light
that gives it shades of brown
as it falls around your face
and lands softly on your shoulders
reveal your tiger eyes.

they pierce the soul of its prey
peering into its past lives
skinned and naked to your gaze
as you savor the taste of its flesh
blood coloring your savage lips.

you're the top of the food chain.
there's nothing delicate about you.
other men would long for your body.
I'm forever haunted by your face,
the prey to your tiger eyes.

Sam@042117