Lion/Lamb

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