Agile Lion Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Auburn, volatile
Beast of the forests
The enigma
Of the shorelines
The epitome of
Resiliency

Cunning, agile lion
What is your secret?
Your heart is a shrub
Of flame
Your dowry hair
Of gold locks
The enthralling worlds
Descend upon your
Feet of snow.

How the Sun
You lambaste in its trepidation
Or the sordid tales
Of a sartorial death club.
The sun is ersatz
To your
Flesh and erudition

You are the ocean
Of golden sagacity
If these lines
Tarnish in superfluity

Have me taken
By your vicious
Lunging beaming
Forth the dishabille
Premises of this
Frozen globe.

Instruct me
The ways of a lion
Yet
Do not transform
Me into one.