Is he burning
Or is he sleeping
The tree is gently
Weeping
For the lion
Comes back
Today
It was painted
In the stars
The lion and the tree
Never together
Never forever
Broken by
The wind
The lion won't help
The tree won't breathe
For the softness
Has turned to scale
The treeStill sings
By his lake
But the lion
Is now
A snake
Slippery comfort
He starts to hiss
The tree doesn't
Understand
This new found bliss
Lots of sharpness
Lots of noise
The snake now
Understands
The softness
Of a lion
Tiger moving onward
In
Snake moving backward
Out
Tree singing by the lake
Paddling in water
Shallow
Not for the heart
Not for her
Hot for the softness
Of tiger's fur
It was painted
In the stars
The tiger and
The tree
Together forever
Perfect harmony
Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 7:18 PM UTC
Is he burning
Or is he sleeping
The tree is gently
Weeping
For the lion
Comes back
Today
It was painted
In the stars
The lion and the tree
Never together
Never forever
Broken by
The wind
The lion won't help
The tree won't breathe
For the softness
Has turned to scale
The treeStill sings
By his lake
But the lion
Is now
A snake
Slippery comfort
He starts to hiss
The tree doesn't
Understand
This new found bliss
Lots of sharpness
Lots of noise
The snake now
Understands
The softness
Of a lion
Tiger moving onward
In
Snake moving backward
Out
Tree singing by the lake
Paddling in water
Shallow
Not for the heart
Not for her
Hot for the softness
Of tiger's fur
It was painted
In the stars
The tiger and
The tree
Together forever
Perfect harmony
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