Little Bear

Vertical Skin, what an elaborate phrase!
Deep down within, in every cell a trace
Though mine is visible, for all to see
Vertical Skin is what I want to be

Marking my skin, or a mark from a god
A token of sin, or a deliberate fraud?
Layer upon layer, step after step
Linking my kin, to many secrets well kept

Until that night, when summer was no more
I glimpsed a sight of what was held in store
Now I know well, the puzzle of Vertical Skin
A single bite stretched out, in welcoming grin