Lion Poem by Saniya Galeyeva

Lion



His name is Lion.
And he hates lying.
He hates hypocricy and cold.
And he doesn`t worship gold.

For me he`s the Strongest.
His skin is the warmest.
His kiss is the hottest.
His eyes are most honest.

His name is Lion.
Beside me he`s lying.
He isn`t a dangerous beast.
He`s my love and he does love me.

Wednesday, January 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Saniya Galeyeva

Saniya Galeyeva

Russia, Orenburg region, Sorochinsk
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