She stole my heart, a lion in the night.
She crept in the shadows, laying low
in the tall grass, waiting, those eyes
beaming in the moonlight.
She pounced, a lion in the night.
Her paws encircling me, but no flashing
claws. It was those dark rimmed eyes,
the long lashes batting in the moonlight.
She purred, a lion in the night.
She was the only one for me,
the only one I would obey those eyes,
bowing to her will in the moonlight.
She was my lion in the night.
No comments:
Post a Comment