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Click hereRaul awakes to dreams
Of warm breasts descending
Smooth murmurs of obscenity
Coverings draped, undone
His Tiger is lingered in dream too long
Her form is not present
Her embrace is vacuum
Raul tears, he tries waking once more
She is not closet hiding
Nor stout boot bearing footprints
In garden or path to low lake
Tiger is not in near place
His fantasy of discomfort takes grip
Tiger's length and spirit bridled
In smut shack shackled and smacked
Stripped of respect and oneness
His beauty once near fades
To distance and handle of low level
Worse inspection, filthy hands
Devices of penetration unpolished
Tiger knows no screaming
Her thighs sparkle for none like Raul
Her thighs sparkle for none like Raul
Her thighs sparkle for none like Raul
His weapons of vengeance are meager
His chant must support his quest
With heart and heat he mounts
The journey of life's meaning