Painted blue and red
Her nails softly glided on my goosebumped tricep
As I explained to her how the lion king made such a lasting impact in my life
“The philosophy of hakuna matata
Transcends into every human situation possible”
Including the one I am in
restless with anticipation
biting my dry lower lip
staring into the oasis of those divine eyes
- there is a well of joy in there
let me draw it out
“so you see when Simba escapes from the hyenas
it shows the resilience we should all have
in adversity”
I should let her speak
but her giggles and soft mirth
the raised eyebrows and creased middle bit between the eyes
the lifted ears and slightly audible exhales
a product of my lecture on this ultimate philosophy
insist that i continue…
hakuna matata…
