my love is fierce leaving your limbs barefoot and honey wild perhaps my dear i am no dove i am no shade of blue clear as any story time will tell you i am not a lamb i am a lion when courage comes and colors our hair orange and goldenrod i cannot help tearing your grip with every tooth and claw i cannot keep the daring heart that finds me from landing in the belly of a lion the seasons pass and pull from our lungs quick as a shotgun blast but love is fierce and covers our necks thick as a lion s mane