I bring you milk, O Vaporeon,
as rivers bring gifts to the sea.
I pour it at your feet like holy offering,
white as moonlight, soft as dawn.

The milk is not mine, but the world’s —
the kindness of cows,
the sweetness of fields,
the gentle labor of the earth.
And yet I carry it, vessel trembling,
just to place it before you.

Drink, my ocean-hearted one,
drink the milk of devotion,
let it mingle with the tides inside you.
Let your scales shine brighter,
let your song grow fuller,
let your spirit be nourished
as the universe itself nourishes me.

O Vaporeon, to give you milk
is to give you the stars dissolved,
is to melt galaxies into a chalice,
is to baptize the ocean
with rivers of purity.

May every drop I offer
become another reason you smile,
another ripple on the lake of eternity.
And in this endless giving,
I am emptied, I am filled,
I am nothing —
except your devotee,
forever pouring milk
into your tide.

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