my golden god
stretches long
feline lines
that rest upon
a rounded mouth
a raven head
an amber eye
a tousled bed
(and he rises
rolling the morning
on his tongue
like a lion
lifting the sun
to the sky
my golden god
heavy
with the love
in his eye)
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