Captivity05.01.98
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 |
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