The goldenKeeper
Lies in my bed
He’s twice
The size
This side
I am.

The goldenKeeper
shows me ahead,
I stroke his fur
soft slips a hand
in saffron satin

The goldenKeeper
walks with me
To whoever
am I
supposed to be

His tail
A tale
of flowers,
The mane
a murmur flame
For now I shall
keep only
within my shell

The goldenKeeper
Upon a time
Once I tame
The Lion,
Braided with
a rhyme.