Hidden behind my heavy eyelids
The lion is ready to devour
The prey it has to catch first.
Life is filled of silent desires
Needs are second
When Morpheus visits us.
The tiger in me is pacing up and down
In its solitary cage knowing
If it waits long enough it will be fed.
Breakfast is served today
By a naked man
Desires and needs are well fed.
Lucette C. Bailliet ©
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