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Lion's Love

I've not yet chanced

To meet my love

But ever I know him

He is like a lion

His roaring words

Soothed by a gentle purr

We frolic and play

The dreamtime away

In fields of beautiful daisies

His every thought matching mine

Minds that connect

Over the miles of each lifetime

My love's heavy brown eyes

Pierce my very soul

Although our eyes have never connected

His thick mane of curls

Tickle my vocal chords

Until this lioness chirps out

A pride'full song of love

My love is the finest of the best

Even if I never meet him

The knowledge of him

Leaves me blessed