His kiss felt like Arthur
Freeing the sword
Or the sea spilling forth
To fill in the fjord
A flowing, a gushing
A wave tall and tidal
A wild blooded stallion
Cut loose of it’s bridle
And through me the feeling
Spread with its heat
My head swam and swooned
‘Til the surge was complete
The color returned
To my once graying vision
His love moved in me
With the sweetest precision
The once mottled skin
That houses my scars
Is now filled in gold
And shines like the stars
A value that slept
Was now reawakened
Thanks to his kiss
My slumber was shaken
The Mewriginal 
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