Captivity



05.01.98

Come capture this panther, lion heart;
you try, with seductive eyes
and slight touch of back
to captivate me, 
and you wonder that I am not won.
Each glance is given
yet furitively, not freely,
so I sense your own captivity.
When you come to me
freely given
strength enough for gentleness
mind free of conformity
beauty in heart and soul
thought lucid and bright ~
then shall this panther
bind itself into your captivity.


© 1998, Tara Tambollio
Scraps of Thought