When you dream about lions
make sure they are on a beach,
and that you’re a safe distance
away. Two lions would do.
Make them young brothers romping
on the white sand, playfully
pawing at each other’s maws.
One well-warmed lion twisting
on its back, while the other
lolls out its tongue to lap fur
before lounging in the sun.
An African beach is best,
some mountain’s great brown body
giving back the inland breeze
as in a contest between
the breakers and the blue sky.
Make the coastline long so it
stretches into another
dream, so that when the morning
light hits your face you must tilt
your head and turn away from
the sand so bright that it burns
your eyes and makes you lose sight
of the lions on the beach
that are in your bedroom now
nuzzling your knuckles that drape
over the side of your bed.
Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 19, Issue 2.
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