Love

by

Silverwolf ©



Love

I love her
I can’t say why
Its her face, or her grace,
Or that she’s so shy

Shes a sweet little pout
When she wants to go out
And get something special to eat

Or maybe her tail
That curls like a snail
Or wave-beats the air
Like a fan

It could be her hips
The way that they slip
As she saunters along
Leading me

I think its her eyes
That always bring sighs
To my lips
As she gazes at me

It might be her touch
I like it so much
Warm fur, soft skin
To my hand

Or likely her smell
I know it so well
Fresh earth and musk
Her perfume

I really can’t say
Though I try to each day
Why this little black dog
Would love me!

silverwolf



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