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Dogs greet, everytime, they meet, they meet, everytime, like the first time, pushing their, wet nose against you, to play, everytime an urge to, rush and stay.. while sleeping, when aproached, their tail, would still keep dancing, while digging their, sniffs onto their toys, they come to you, all jumpy and pouncing, with eyes seeking, approvals... They keep you protected, in a manner like, no one else, they check if you are okay, and follow you, to a cave or, a shabby mess.. They make requests, which even though, hit rejects, doesn't end up, reflecting stature, rubbing themselves, all over you, they sit alongside, as if they are, always ready for the ride, whenever... If it's late, They wait, If it's hate, They relate, If it's tears, They seek to distract.. Trust me, At some point they do, Have the power to read your mind.. They come to check, On you at night, They always acknowledge, That you are right, Your daughter just adores it's presence, Even though more ofte


Our eyes met..
couldn’t help getting wet.
Holding hands..

With carefree words.

Minds made up..
Hearts messed up.
Eyes begging as they kept gliding..
With another of them busy hiding.

Breathing close to..
As Destiny chose to.
Loosing still defining..
Bruised yet aligning.

Making a joke or two..
The parting gates open.
Only sighs remain..
As the two smile again.


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