Eyes like mahogany teardrops
run, run, run wildly through the jungle
fun, fun, fun wildly through the mind
like five children playing in a house of creativity,
full of curiosity, tied to the philosophy that everything is new!
In those moments, their joy and wonder rule the house
like a lion whose roar thunders and everything under its reign
flourishes abundantly, because this is the domain of the mane of fire; eyes of mahogany are fully aware of where its strength, desire comes from, so it gladly totes the sun!