2006-09-09
Puppy Love
You leave your paw prints here - they are all over my face and stamped on my heart. He pours his slobber on my soul and barks at me through the windows when I'm outside.
His fear of you is a shield of humiliation. He only sleeps with my protection - cuddles with my concent.
So when you leave before sunrise and fail to surprise me with your late return, remember that his sweet eyes smiled at me today. Just as though you have melted away.
oilandwater at 5:35 p.m.