Crouching
Tiger, Hidden Dragon
I saw her again the other day
For the first time out in
sunshine
Smiling, bright and happy
Laughing with the other guests
At some dreary garden party
And I admired her whitened skin
Clear and pearlescent
Smooth, unblemished
Her long elegant arms
And perfect figure
Exquisitely displayed
In her low-cut summer dress
And as she turned away
To talk to someone else
Revealing her perfect back
I could see the merest line
Of a long extended tongue
Curling from out the mouth
Of the dragon hidden there
Emerging from beneath
The taut and silken edge
Of the light material
Where it entwined
And inter-mingled
With the crouching tiger
Peeking out from just below
And I thought of the ferocity
Of these two snarling beasts
Which invaded the empty canvas of
her skin
Copyright Andy Fawthrop 2014
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