AnElephantCant speak for all animals
He would like to but he honestly can’t
We may not be quite human
But we do adore women
Or is it just this Haibun and this Elephant?
He hurries back through the woods, carefully avoiding the place where the snakes live.
He would fight them for her, of course, just not today.
His mouth is sore and bleeding, but his chest swells with pride.
This will show how much he loves her.
She is still in the garden.
He bounds across, tail wagging furiously, and deposits his trophy at her feet.
She turns, laughing, happy to see him, her hand reaching behind his ear.
Her smile turns to concern and she opens his mouth, speaking softly as always.
She wets a cloth in the watering can and gently dabs away the blood.
He has no way of knowing that she is young and beautiful, just that she is tender and sweet and caring to everyone, especially the children, but even the man!
But he is impatient now, not feeling the pain, and he motions with his head towards the spiky ball at their feet.
The hedgehog slowly uncurls itself and, with a disdainful look in his direction, saunters off towards the hedge.
There is laughter in her voice as she throws her arms around his shaggy neck and says the words he craves most.
love has a purity
by any other emotion