i want to feel a lion’s whiskers against my face,
its hair flat against my eyebrows.
open my eyes to only see an amber sea.
wrap its giant paws around my neck,
much like a mighty embrace.
have its roars momentarily
deafen me, silence me,
rattle me to the bone.
have its breath take away my breath,
engulf me like a storm.
be lulled to sleep by its heartbeat
that transforms to steady drums.
dream of wild safaris,
i’m in his land now.
but the drums stop.
i wake up, no such luck, the lion is gone.