The Lion's Keeper


Flaxin, gilded, amber orbs,

amist a magnificent  mammoth muzzle.

Kaleidoscope eyes amongst the puzzle

that is her exsistance.


My lioness, my companion, and friend

my baby.

She is a grandious beast.

She is a radient beauty.


Prismatic eyes full of trust.

Honey orbs full of love.

My reflection erupts next to her thoughts

in the glaze of  her comfort with me.

She thinks I am hers,

therefore I am hers.


The most beautiful job 

bestowed upon me

was given by a Lioness.


I am her protector.

I speak for the Lions heart.

She has crowned me the lion whisperer. 

I must protect her from others

who look like me.



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