Jun
2
My destiny thrown like dice in the great hunt of romance
I’m adorned in fabric spun by earths DNA for the fertile dance
The pounding drum within beacons me to the chase
Into the jungle I hunt for one to be captured by my fiery face
He pounced, but can this cat survive in luvs cage?
Where my soulish heart believes its safe from wild rage
I follow his hunt to foreign paths only walked by grooms
Trust guides me to luvs feast were brides have met their dooms
I still don’t know who this dark cheshire cat is
Only God knows why I was chosen to be faithfully his
I comb through layers that shed each strand of pain
True luv endures and tames oh sinners blame
The sun and moon pass time to remind us there is more
Mates for life our instincts braid us tightly to the core
