The Lions Cave Poem by Mark Heathcote

Do I remember the day we met?
I forget what day it was, what time it was,
where I was, but in my heart, I became a dancer
I became a dancing creature amazed in the meadow watching you.
So much like a cat, a big yellow cat with big round emerald eyes
and after we made love, and you made all those sweet promises
oh, how I was wailing like a yapping puppy dog
when the raindrops spangled silver and gold.
And drenched us through all coaxing with whispers
Oh, how much I loved you.
You turned my world into a honey-coated amber dream
When you pulled me near
Oh, my dear one.
It was then the bee honey melted in the mouth of the lion's cave.