A/N: Inspired by the novel "Dark Demon" by Christine Feehan Part 1/2
Crouched in shadows deep
the light banded on her skin
muscles shift, ever so slight
hair once raven shares blood orange
movement behind the eyes
green over taken by swirling blue
opaque as the lakes of home
the wind blows, ruffling leaves
a growl arises low in the throat
a voice of velvet and edge calls
speaks to her blood and boils it
her heart turns over on itself
the voice reaches out, invades
and freely walks through mind and soul
spreading warmth in her veins
roar morphs to purr of recognition
cool arms close around her
a strong chin rests on her head
the beast curls with, sated
her lifemate has returned
and the tigress can sleep.