Mysterious Lion
Mysterious Mayan, who roars like a Lion,
His eyes, they shine in the dew.
Enters my head, and through Him I’m lead
Down space and time that is true.
Blue is the color that mixes with Red.
His eyes are on fire inside of my head.
Mysterious Mayan, who roars like a Lion,
Drew a line, we call the Horizon.
Then there were four, He wanted four more
And we didn’t even know we were us then…
His eyes are said to be Blue.
She lives inside of you too.
Their minds and hearts are never apart,
Tis’ only the start
of a life, deserving of You.
Mysterious Lion, YOU are the Maya.n,
Who lives in each One of us too.
~ Poetry by 1Storm ~
aka.Me.
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