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glint in those eyes as you come back home to me.</p><p id="5ba0">I could follow you all about on a back and forth nonstop trip to every room in the big house to every place you go outside trying to catch your full attention but ready, if you ask, to stand aside and alone stand by to wait until you could stop and pick me up to the soothing warmth of your body or, if you don’t have the time, bend down to pat the fur standing all erect on my back.</p><p id="7542">I could highlight your every line and bark like a ranting troll to build you heavy traffic and pave the internet highway to your being an influencer but all that pales into nothing when what I do does not strike the right chord or pierce your shades to let your eyes tell the real stories of our ever throbbing hearts and the heat of those currents.</p><p id="ea0a">I could run ahead of you to announce your approach and ru

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n right behind you to show I always have your back; though I know you won’t forget, no matter how quiet all seems, the neighborhood dog outside threatening to tear and chew me up.</p><p id="369b">While I prance and stomp about happy here where you are I am anxious for you to let me know now I mean the world to you, that way what I can’t say you’ll feel when my tongue laps the sweat and makeup off your smiling face with a bit of my saliva on your cheek to blend with the smell of my hair and muskiness of your perfume.</p><p id="2809">That’s how those who don’t know would see the bond we share can stretch over space and time but snap back in place once we get together no matter how far we wandered apart and how strong the web the spiders have woven to claim the wide empty space of the gaping hole we made at the spot of our departure.</p><p id="e2a8">OU012022</p></article></body>

It’s so Easy to Love You

I could clap for you all-day

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You make it easy to love and to understand the madness that rushes and gushes over us: the skin bumps and the goose pimples erupting in ferocious viral waves e’en on the hidden parts of the body.

I could go on and clap for you excited and tireless all day, like a chihuahua at the door flip the tail left and right, a furious car screen wiper battling a heavy downpour, while looking up at your face to see the glint in those eyes as you come back home to me.

I could follow you all about on a back and forth nonstop trip to every room in the big house to every place you go outside trying to catch your full attention but ready, if you ask, to stand aside and alone stand by to wait until you could stop and pick me up to the soothing warmth of your body or, if you don’t have the time, bend down to pat the fur standing all erect on my back.

I could highlight your every line and bark like a ranting troll to build you heavy traffic and pave the internet highway to your being an influencer but all that pales into nothing when what I do does not strike the right chord or pierce your shades to let your eyes tell the real stories of our ever throbbing hearts and the heat of those currents.

I could run ahead of you to announce your approach and run right behind you to show I always have your back; though I know you won’t forget, no matter how quiet all seems, the neighborhood dog outside threatening to tear and chew me up.

While I prance and stomp about happy here where you are I am anxious for you to let me know now I mean the world to you, that way what I can’t say you’ll feel when my tongue laps the sweat and makeup off your smiling face with a bit of my saliva on your cheek to blend with the smell of my hair and muskiness of your perfume.

That’s how those who don’t know would see the bond we share can stretch over space and time but snap back in place once we get together no matter how far we wandered apart and how strong the web the spiders have woven to claim the wide empty space of the gaping hole we made at the spot of our departure.

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