Like the yearning of a lioness to be admired,
An immense embrace of fire
Cause for a rhymester to be inspired.
Your gaze yells of sadness
Like an animal lost to the world’s madness,
Anticipating a spark of gladness
An effect of forgotten gloominess.
Your cheekbones speak of strength
An articulation of depth,
Something that can’t be felt by breath
An immeasurable weight of insight to dredge.
Your hidden grin translates to exploration
A voyage of exclamation,
In search of an expedition
Forecasting completion of the mission.
« return.