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He comes.
He stalks.
He chooses his prey.
If you were to pray, He would come your way.
As bold and enticing and mysterious You are;
Dear Lion, have you ever heard of love?
I heard of you and was once afraid,
But with one gaze into your eyes, I am forever lost
In an abyss of wonder. In a trance
Brought about by your glorious coat of many colors.