{"id":432,"date":"2010-03-15T14:40:30","date_gmt":"2010-03-15T21:40:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.sarahbullion.com\/site\/?p=432"},"modified":"2014-07-11T00:17:41","modified_gmt":"2014-07-11T07:17:41","slug":"paper-tiger","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sarahbullion.com\/site\/paper-tiger\/","title":{"rendered":"paper tiger"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>I\u2019m not trying to<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Alienate you<\/em><br \/>\nHis voice<br \/>\nSinges with<br \/>\nAnimosity<\/p>\n<p>Absent its usual playfulness<\/p>\n<p>The rise of his eyebrows<br \/>\nChallenges<br \/>\nInstead of inquires<\/p>\n<p>His liquid brown eyes still lull<br \/>\nEven now<br \/>\nSwaying me back and forth<br \/>\nLike the<br \/>\nGentle<br \/>\nSummer swell<\/p>\n<p>But the set of his perfect mouth is<br \/>\nHard as marble<br \/>\nMiles away from the silken softness<br \/>\nThat so recently lingered on my breast<\/p>\n<p>The set of his shoulders<br \/>\nOnce so enticing and encompassing<br \/>\nIs now aggressive and wary<br \/>\nHe\u2019s coiled to react in an instant<\/p>\n<p>My shoulders<br \/>\nSlouch with the<br \/>\nBurden of impotence and<br \/>\nFrustration<\/p>\n<p>I can\u2019t find the<br \/>\nWords<br \/>\nTo assuage his feelings of<br \/>\nAssault<br \/>\nOr to<br \/>\nShield myself from his defensive<br \/>\nStrikes<\/p>\n<p>I can\u2019t find<br \/>\nAny words<br \/>\nTo accomplish<br \/>\nAnything<\/p>\n<p>He\u2019s erected a<br \/>\nRampart of ice<br \/>\nBetween us<\/p>\n<p>He stands, himself<br \/>\nFrozen, behind it<br \/>\nDefiant to the last<\/p>\n<p>And I<br \/>\nRecoil<br \/>\nStruck<br \/>\nTo think I could<br \/>\nEver<br \/>\nElicit this response from<br \/>\nAnyone<\/p>\n<p>Drawing us further<br \/>\nApart<\/p>\n<p>I want<br \/>\nNothing more<br \/>\nThan to merely<br \/>\nEmbrace<br \/>\nHim<\/p>\n<p>Press<br \/>\nAgainst him and<br \/>\nMelt him<br \/>\nAnd<br \/>\nEverything<br \/>\nBetween us<br \/>\nWith just the<br \/>\nWarmth of my<br \/>\nBody<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-487\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.sarahbullion.com\/site\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/03\/TigerMural.jpg?resize=300%2C200&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"TigerMural\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.sarahbullion.com\/site\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/03\/TigerMural.jpg?resize=300%2C200&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.sarahbullion.com\/site\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/03\/TigerMural.jpg?resize=1024%2C682&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.sarahbullion.com\/site\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/03\/TigerMural.jpg?w=1620&amp;ssl=1 1620w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I\u2019m not trying to Alienate you His voice Singes with Animosity Absent its usual playfulness The rise of his eyebrows Challenges Instead of inquires His liquid brown eyes still lull Even now Swaying me back and forth Like the Gentle Summer swell But the set of his perfect mouth is Hard as marble Miles away &hellip; 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