I'm falling in love with a panther.
He caught my eye in the dark...
or was he the dark?
Silky black powerful faraway huge
His shoulders rolled with a twist of his stride
Bringing him closer to electrify my side
and give me a glimpse
of his battle scars
Fingers of fur to tickle a laugh
Dark melancholy to beckon a past
I placed my hands on his whiskery face,
let them slide behind his agonized gates
Are those words that were spoke from me or him?
In his ambling walk lives a passionate heartbeat,
in his hunted gaze the joyful sorrow of seeing and remaining unseen
behind great sharp leaves and semi-permanent shadows
Warmblooded, crystal river, feeling panther
Not so unknown
Not so feared or shunned
What's this crimson breath in my throat?
To hear his cry a mile away
What is this wrenching, muddy pain in my soul, in my core,
calling me like one I've known
and yet never before?
Panther, please don't die
I turn just in time to see the darkness rolling over his tear-drenched side
Fall to my knees to catch his heavy head in my determined palms
watch as his blood trickles from him to me,
feel it absorb into the promise in my skin
When the soft pastel of day caresses his black silhouette,
I place a wondering hand
on his warm, lifting chest
Stroke my fingers along his chin to his ears
Peaceful shutters covering his eyes in temporary rest from The Chase,
nothing to remind me of the danger
but a flick of his sleeping paw
When I lay next to him with my back against his hard belly and my foot brushing back to still his,
my heart finds its elusive case,
my fingers his wiry, black fur
There is a panther heart in mine.
Muzzle near my neck and fire racing sanity
What is this love-shaped thing misting my mind?
Heavy, muscled body shifts and I brace myself for the end
Instead I find myself face to face with my other half
Gazing into a deep dark silky pool
I can't explain
can't seem to leave
Beautiful unexpected deep impassioned new
I think I've fallen in love
Eyes of my panther sad, understanding, wise, searching for something I don't have
I'd follow him into any jungle dark
latte and chocolate
coat and skin
Face to face yet with burning eyes straight ahead
I rest my hand on his thick dark neck as we walk side by side
My panther and me
Down a road neither can know, bound by something so sweetly unseen
Nov 25, 2012
Nov 25, 2012 at 2:10 AM UTC
I'm falling in love with a panther.
He caught my eye in the dark...
or was he the dark?
Silky black powerful faraway huge
His shoulders rolled with a twist of his stride
Bringing him closer to electrify my side
and give me a glimpse
of his battle scars
Fingers of fur to tickle a laugh
Dark melancholy to beckon a past
I placed my hands on his whiskery face,
let them slide behind his agonized gates
Are those words that were spoke from me or him?
In his ambling walk lives a passionate heartbeat,
in his hunted gaze the joyful sorrow of seeing and remaining unseen
behind great sharp leaves and semi-permanent shadows
Warmblooded, crystal river, feeling panther
Not so unknown
Not so feared or shunned
What's this crimson breath in my throat?
To hear his cry a mile away
What is this wrenching, muddy pain in my soul, in my core,
calling me like one I've known
and yet never before?
Panther, please don't die
I turn just in time to see the darkness rolling over his tear-drenched side
Fall to my knees to catch his heavy head in my determined palms
watch as his blood trickles from him to me,
feel it absorb into the promise in my skin
When the soft pastel of day caresses his black silhouette,
I place a wondering hand
on his warm, lifting chest
Stroke my fingers along his chin to his ears
Peaceful shutters covering his eyes in temporary rest from The Chase,
nothing to remind me of the danger
but a flick of his sleeping paw
When I lay next to him with my back against his hard belly and my foot brushing back to still his,
my heart finds its elusive case,
my fingers his wiry, black fur
There is a panther heart in mine.
Muzzle near my neck and fire racing sanity
What is this love-shaped thing misting my mind?
Heavy, muscled body shifts and I brace myself for the end
Instead I find myself face to face with my other half
Gazing into a deep dark silky pool
I can't explain
can't seem to leave
Beautiful unexpected deep impassioned new
I think I've fallen in love
Eyes of my panther sad, understanding, wise, searching for something I don't have
I'd follow him into any jungle dark
latte and chocolate
coat and skin
Face to face yet with burning eyes straight ahead
I rest my hand on his thick dark neck as we walk side by side
My panther and me
Down a road neither can know, bound by something so sweetly unseen
