A natural selection of beauties
The feminization of a superior species
The modernization of an ancient goddess
For she's feline and therefore devine, nothing less
A lioness out on the prowl
Hear her roar, fear her growl
Her whiskers are the flutter of a moth
Feeding on the sweet nectar of death
Her death stare is a constant horizon
The perfect sunrise and a beautiful sunset
An imperious lock upon a battered landscape of fear
The silent night to those who dare enter her lair
Her roar is the flight formation of circling vultures
Pure madness escaping the caves of a barbaric culture
Broadcasting the chaotic reign of a savage kingdom
In which she lives on the chase for the flourish of her queendom
Categories:
feminization, animal, nature,
Form: Rhyme