Born of violence an lived it too
yet here I am gentle
as I touch you
Strength in me you know so well
it is held back now
and you can tell
I care for you and yes it shows
through skin made tough
from nature's blows
The beauty in me on which you feast
seems strange to me
as I see beast
King I am of all I have seen
but what good is a king
if he has no queen
© One man
Inspired by a picture of a lioness brushing up against her mate, both eyes closed in caring embrace