My savage one, my dear one

I have a tiger pacing up and down my mind

lightly stepping on these cloudy thoughts of mine

Years and years ago 

I put her on a leash, the savage beast

And so for years and years I had a tiger

begging me to elongate

the leash she grew to hate

And so I did

Together we travelled the world

And while the leash grew longer

My heart grew stronger

And yet the tiger in my mind

This savage beast, my dear one, whose longing never ceased

How often had I gazed into her yellow eyes 

yet failed to see the bright green shimmer 

a reflection, slightly dimmer, of the place we used to roam

and the echo of the echo of a tone

Now we trace the leash back from where we came

Years and years ago, when I put my tiger on a leash

to try to tame the jungle, but alas!

I trapped the beast

My savage one, my dear one: My longing never ceased.