She trembles as the touch of the sun hits her flesh
The burning fire gathers up and burns every inch of her skin
Gasping winds of suffocation
The wild lion roars in the safari
He has come to conquer his jungle
and the lioness submits to him
Their eyes are sunbursts
Flames shooting across the sky
They burn the fields of long grass
They char the trees
All that is left is some rocky debris
circled around a crater
This was not of this world
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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