It’s in the twilight,
That the kitten sees herself, reflected in the light of the moon
It is only now that she sees her potential,
For it is only now
That she allows herself to see who she truly is
That she is a tigress !
Gone is the timid creature,
Who can’t feed her own hungers
Gone is the creature, who won’t stand her ground.
Gone is the fearful call to her mother for help.
In its place, is her raw roar of orgasmic pleasures
In its place, is her desire to select her mate
In its place, is her desire to live extravagantly.
In its place, is her desire, to be who she was made to be.
It’s in my twilight, that I hear her throaty roar
And I smile at who she has become.
