Do not be concerned if you stare into my eyes
and see a faint flicker of danger someday.
It’s rage will never be used on you
and is kept well guarded, locked away.
So safely run your hands through my mane,
and you can lie snug by lion’s side.
For the rage though raw is only reserved
for those who harm the lion’s pride.
Woe betide the one who hurts the lioness,
who turns their wrath on you.
For along with soft smile there’s the teeth,
still sharp and ready to chew.
Do not be surprised if you look into my eyes someday
and see love and loyalty overflow.
For I may well be the lion
but I’m part puppy too you know.
I’ll be so happy to see you,
be so playful and rarely moan
and oh, I’ll be so grateful
should you throw this puppy a bone.
I look forward to looking in your eyes soon
and getting to know you well.
To gaze into the inner you
hidden beneath your outer shell.
I’ll accept your every animal,
whether part monkey or cockatoo.
For they all make up the beauty
that I found when I met you.
Copyright © 2015 Philip Craddock. All rights reserved.
This is such a beautiful piece!
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Thank you Franciscoperez21 – that means a lot. 🙂 I’d really appreciate it if you were willing to “Follow” my blog. I’ve set myself a target of 100 Followers and plan to both release a book of poems and donate to charity when I reach said target. See “Author’s Note – Transitions“. This piece also closely relates to a short story I wrote recently: Please Feed Me.
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I like the way it rhymes! Reminds me of The Lion King from Disney for some odd reason. Lovely!
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Thank you for your feedback. Pleased you like it. 🙂 Yes, I can see where you’re coming from…more Simba than Scar I think.
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