Alii Makua~

He is a mysterious little lion-man, and not particularly fond of being held.
Rather,
He would be out and about,
Running, exploring, discovering what lies there beyond the yard,
and its tall, green jungle grasses.

When the sun is out,
he will stretch out his sinewy self,
elongating his graceful feline form
up, up and out...
toes curling,
paws pulsing...
out, in, out, in---reaching for his mother's milk....
even though she has long since left.

It's as if sometimes he will forget this absence,
and experience it anew all over again.
Opening his golden, orbed eyes,
aware~

It is a rare jewel,
those instances when he deems me safe enough,
warm enough,
permanent enough, perhaps?
That he allows his personage to plop down in my lap,
nuzzle my neck,
and lets in love.
These are magical moments---rare as moonbeams,
and fleeting just as fast.

I cherish these sweet snippets of softness...when you know you are safe, and you let me in.

*Allow me to introduce Alii Makua....know him, love him.... just don't fence him in~