Lioness
By Jair Ananda Massiah
06/10/2011
Lioness I am
But thick mane I wear
I tend to hunt
Rather than sit and stare
Prowling yes
But silently
For nothing worthy
Invigorates me
I shall not pounce
Or roar and run
For beguiling tracks does not attract
And humming bees that lead to nests
Although sweet of honey
Prove only pests
And so I hunt
With all my might
For a reflection found
With elephant light
Though handsome and strong
And smooth he be
Charm and fun and flattery
It is not this confusion that I need
Instead refreshing and pristine
A drink of water in healthy streams
We need not den, cave, nest or grove
Only touch, taste, smell, melting eyes
And the thump, thump, thump of our souls...
And yes I hunt
Its you I seek
A love divine
Finally...my peace.
