Lioness Dreams
Young sweet lion,
taut,
the forbidden jungle rythm
forcing your walk.
Now I long to have you at my side,
sleek , proud.
Wild beast of paridise,
lean, hungry,
you stalk the outer edges
of my dreams.
Bidding me enter your domain,
daring me to cross the fringe
of territorial balance.
Taunting me with the promise
your tawny body holds.
How I long to run at your side,
free...
free in the night storms,
free in my dreams,
free...
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