Jaguar
You admire the black beast
her casual violence
her indolent yawn
Her ballast to the hunt
a life its own
a softly sinuous scimitar
You long to stroke her
to feel the incandescence
caress the patterned iridescence
You inhale from the pink maw
the rich and heavy breath
redolent with the scent of the eternal
You stare into her eyes
those golden flecks
those ancient regimes
surround the welcome dark
of the unredeemed.
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