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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

There Is

A simple way..
Hiding behind..
The woods if you dare.
A false ripple..
Occurring inside..
Every eye that you stare.
A story..
To reveal..
Just ears listening..
As they heal.
A glory..
To steal..
By years of chosen.
Not to go after a broken wheel.
A romance…
At a single glance..
Where they danced..
All night long.
Even without a song.
A pattern..
Of being disheartened.
By the one who meant..
The world.
That always stands out..
When you run after.
Your little trout.
A simplistic.
Yet realistic.
Faces that fade..
Behind a grim shade.
A night..
Without a fight.
Giving out an amazing sight..
Of stars staring back at you..
And words that bred right.


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