I see him there next to me
His slender tail swinging from the tree.
He raises his eleghant head
I reach out my hand and in his fur it embeds.
As my fingers stretch
His metalic claws flex.
He twistes his head to one side
Gives out a roar opening wide.
His long canines gleaming white
Reminding me that he's a carnivore of the night.
His stripes, my hands do trace
But he lets out a growl, it is not my place.
His stripes are the colours of black and brown
He wears them like a thorned crown.
I look into his firey eyes
Knowing this is all a disguise
As on both our heads we do share
A specific scar under our hair.
With our births it had begun
Him and I, we are one
Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 1:28 PM UTC
I see him there next to me
His slender tail swinging from the tree.
He raises his eleghant head
I reach out my hand and in his fur it embeds.
As my fingers stretch
His metalic claws flex.
He twistes his head to one side
Gives out a roar opening wide.
His long canines gleaming white
Reminding me that he's a carnivore of the night.
His stripes, my hands do trace
But he lets out a growl, it is not my place.
His stripes are the colours of black and brown
He wears them like a thorned crown.
I look into his firey eyes
Knowing this is all a disguise
As on both our heads we do share
A specific scar under our hair.
With our births it had begun
Him and I, we are one
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