Rugged, cold
Impersonal
Roars to life
At a touch.
Tiger crouched
In the steel
Fiery tongue
A promise in the air
(Impact-abrupt
In the back
Of the mind)
Potent
The rush of
Power
Rebellion
Freedom
A high
Unlike any other.
Feet on the
Ground
Restless
Burning to
Race the wind.
Eli J Tod
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