Kerr Avon

Danger incarnate,
an edge of bright steel.
Nectarean poison,
dark chimera made real.

The snarl of a tiger
the panther's dark tread.
Peril laced with desire,
exhilarant dread.

Preternatural force,
that no hand may stay.
Snared by the chasm,
you can't step away.

 

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