My Lion Poem.... Poem by Peggy Gonzalez

My Lion Poem


at nights it comes back to my wandering mind,
how deep down in my existence for sure I..ll find
the sweet thought of my Seattle Lion adventure,
effected my very entire sexual temper.

Sometimes I wake up and boundarieless lust,
for his unrestrainedly desiring thrust.
I am sweating, its sweet but it hurts the same time,
he just ate me alive and burned his name in my mind.

My fight with my Lion was a wonderful prime,
and I..ll never forget for sure, not this lifetime.
When I wake up in the Morning just thinking of him,
i make him my witness My love will not slim.

Knowing very soon I will again fight my Lion,
makes him the very conqueror of my lower horizon.
Until then I ll dive in my wandering mind,
and wait and feen and desire til I..ll find.