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Lion

You roar, courageous and pure, and
I hear you, from
across the desert ruins,
the wastelands we prowl, separate,
come loping across the savannah
to find you, lay
breathless at your feet
begging you silently to join with me
and create life, ecstasy bursting
softly until spent, we sleep
and then rise, to hunt
together now as one.

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