The Tigress - Femdom Poem

This is a femdom poem, but metaphorically so. I hope you all enjoy!!

Inspired by: The Rains of Castamere.

The Tigress

Whether a coat of white or a coat of orange,
or claws of glass or claws of steel,
or teeth of sharp or teeth of dull,
the tiger still has teeth and claw,
and mine are long and strong, my Lord,
as long and as sharp as yours.

"And who are you, little cat?"
the great Lord spoke.
"That I, in my glory, must bow?
For my coat is made of coal and my eyes of fire,
my claws are long, and my claws are strong;
For my teeth are shards of death,
my tail is of flame,
and my spirit is that of a raging heart."
the great Lord spoke.
"So, who are you, little cat?"

I am a cat of a different coat,
for my coat is is made of diamond and my eyes of ice,
as bright as yours;
For my claws are long, and my claws are strong,
as long and strong as yours;
For my teeth are shards of silver,
as sharp and deadly as yours;
For my tail is a whip of barbs,
as fast and hot as yours;
and my spirit is that of a calmed beast,
as strong and mighty as yours.

"So, who are you, little tigress;
Who are you, that I must bow?"
The great Lord spoke.
And so the wind push in tumult;
And so the waves crash in fear;
And so the rains weep o'er the land,
and not a sound was to be heard at the clash of claw
and the clash of teeth.

My coat is made of diamond and my eyes of ice,
brighter than yours;
My claws are long and my claws are strong,
longer and stronger than yours;
My teeth are shards of silver,
sharper and deadlier than yours;
And my tail a whip of barbs,
faster and hotter than yours;
My spirit is that of a calm beast,
stronger and mightier than yours.