Long Liger Poems

So I’m left standing alone all alone in the cold
Waves of warmth are vivid and unclear
That forces the watery winks from a shattering glass
That echo deep within my heart
For I thought for once I will...

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we are not the one opposed to strange love,
we live in a world of same sex weddings,
but a fish eagle’s romance with a dove,
would be a thing of tabloid news headings!
What about park bench with...

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My planned conversation with him had to die:
A man wanting to focus on his arrived pie,
For it actively loosening his tie,
His hands washing to disengage some dye…

Then saw I a tautened muscle of a face,
Who...

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The mighty elusive tiger
To meet him I went to the National Reserve
I would even be happy with a liger
To get near it needed nerve

To meet him I went to the National Reserve
It was a trip...

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How lovely are his cheeks, so soft and plush
like fluffy clouds against a moonlit dream.
Graceful are his whiskers like a paintbrush,
tracing our ankles like a flowing stream.

As king of the jungle, his razor claws
subdue small...

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