The Lion in Me

Photo by Graham A Stephen (http://geotopoi.wordpress.com)

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The lion in me roared
when you got too close.
Your hands out to touch me.
I snapped, and you pulled back.

It’s okay, you whispered.
Your voice shook,
so I knew you were spooked.
Yet, you kept inching closer.

The lion in me scratched –
I marked you.
Red lines across your back.
I was surprised; you didn’t fight.

Trust me, you begged.
Retract your claws.
I won’t hurt you, you said.
Your eyes met mine; steadfast.

The lion in me retreated.
In the corner, I surrendered –
purring as you stroked me.
Yet, one claw is always ready.

 

*Photograph by Graham A Stephen (Click here to visit and follow his blog). ❤