Tiger Heart by Van Mai

I am from rocky mountains and lush forests,

burning with ambition fueled by ancient fire.

In the scorching heat and raging flames, I rise,

a song hidden somewhere in my quiet mouth.

I am from tangerine fur and obsidian stripes,

the earth splitting open underneath my feet.

Let it be known that I was not made for weeping,

that love endures beyond catastrophes.

For I will vanish in the morning light,

only to be found in the remnants of your heart.