Lion/Lamb

My love is fierce

Leaving your limbs barefoot and honey-wild

Perhaps my dear

I am no dove, I am no shade of blue

Clear as any story-time will tell you

I am not a lamb, I am a lion



When courage comes

And colors our hair orange and goldenrod

I cannot help

Tearing your grip with every tooth and claw

I cannot keep the daring heart that finds me

From landing in the belly of a lion



The seasons pass

And pull from our lungs quick as a shotgun blast

But love is fierce

And covers our necks, thick as a lion's mane