My MatebySilverwolf ©![]() My Mate She lies amongst scarlet roses Brown eyes squinting in the morning sun Watching me pull weeds from the delicate blooms Her body shines like fresh cracked coal The snowy throat throbbing with her pulse Leather snout testing the fragrant breeze Clipping the best buds, I turn for the house Her trotting ahead Slim tail flagging my path Inside, she leaps in her chair To watch me arrange stems in a crystal vase On the table we share I take time with the roses Her roses Planted the day she came to me Funny, she walks through them every day As if she knew, understood Perhaps she does She knows she’s my mate She made me hers With a kiss She lies in the sun Under her roses Some day I’ll join her there silverwolf "Site content and stories Copyright secured 1998-2003 Silverwolf & Silverwolf Industries" "E-mail the Author at silverw122@netscape.net" |