Early Morning

The lion, finding himself alone,

Walks around looking for her.

The morning sun, still timid,

Announces himself to his eyes.

He doesn’t know how long

He slept for, all he knows is

That she is missing, and not

Having her around worries him.

If he was younger, perhaps

He wouldn’t mind so much,

But he knows we all age, and he

Also knows he wants her there.

He closes his eyes for a few seconds,

And sees her in his memories.

Her body gliding under the sun,

Running towards him.

She will come back, he knows

She will. But until then, he will

See her in his memories and dreams,

 Day and night.