My Tiger

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Simply a piece of writing inspired by my obession, tigers.

Submitted: December 08, 2011

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My Tiger

I can feel the soft, gorgeous fur with every sensitive stroke of my palm. Taking turns in different spots, yet the feeling in my hand stays the same: miraculous. I can only dream of owning a tiger, such a wild beast, yet so gracious and beautiful. I’m so close to feeling the luscious sensation of the tiger’s fur, and still, so far away. Every sense is being filled with a powerful, joyful sentiment. The amazing orange, coated in black stripes dazzles my eyes with a resplendent sight. To most, the tigers’ thick, serrated teeth create a fearful image, but I envision them as another compliment to my dream’s magnificent beauty. As it could only be a fantasy, I feel so close to ‘my tiger’ every moment I visualize it, and it continues to emerge in my mind.

 

 


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