tigers stripes

Tiger stripes

 

　

　

　

Body paint of orange and black

All down her body and back

Painted stripes and a tail to match

Adding whiskers and some ears to attach

 

 

Sharpening her nails and color contacts in her eyes

Her little transformation is almost complete

Practicing her movements and growl was wise

Now she can be how she feels in a beautiful feat

 

The body of a human, but the soul of a tiger

 

Once a month she does this and no one can find her

She changes and goes out in the forest

She roams the grounds and releases the burden from her chest

 

She stalks and hunts and runs free

 

Watching with sight she eagerly sees

She looks the part and plays it perfect

Her heart is in it without defect

 

A rare vision none usually catch

 

She walks the woods and curious ventures

Her prey is near which she will vigorously fetch

A chase and fight she will endure

 

Laying in the sun as she bathes

 

Feeling finally happy and unscathed

She is the tiger and she knows

This is the time when it truly shows

 

Only for a day can she play this way

 

Then its back to her proper form

But a purr and a growl in one last time

To the world she warns!

 

So it’s over for now to the next time

 

When she can be that tiger in her prime

Under her skin is her true colors of black, orange, and white

The girl with tiger stripes