Wild Beasts & The Lass

I wander the world &
Arrive at the door. As
I walk in I am greeted,
By wild beasts with
big eyes and Royal
Bronze skin that shines
Like the setting sun in
The horizon on a happy
Winter evening. And I
Am crying tears of joy ..
For between them stands
A girl happy as a clam -
Her I have searched my
Entire life with longing.
She seems at home & at peace
With the wild beasts.
I sit down by the door & feast.

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