Puddin and Tritina
Swimming in the blind; feeling by electricity
Puddin found her without ever eying; the food he was relying
Their connection developed slowly; for neither found the other clutch
They shifted emotional transmissions; with no clutch
Twirling into a whirlpool of affectionate electricity
Never once expecting to find a mate worth relying
Surveying a riparian bank; of safety relying
She mothered his eggs; of three in the clutch
Now, a sentry of protection for his loves electricity
Back hunting with electricity, in he; Tritinas' relying, a devotion so clutch
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