Wandering Bear

Sleep sleep, my wandering bear

that fills my chest-cave warm

Rest, my lovely beast, in there

where you cannot come to harm

I cannot bear to see you wakened

to battle against the brutish axe

of a hero whose love he will not rescind

but who wears my love across his back

Venture no further than my chest-cave can cover

Keep safe your head and your hide

You will fall when faced with a lover

You both cannot fit inside