dog
you
me
dog
Lined up
on the bed
Pressed together
A living panini
on a sheeted plate
Our essences mingle
wrapped in heat
wrapped in sheets
Warm, gooey, cozy treat
Sandwich perfection
dog
you
me
*
Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen
7 comments:
A light, breezy cheesy poem!
refreshing. i can relate to this every night when i go to bed with my love partner and two mini poodle kids
gracias, mi amiga
Sounds like my place!
It is you, me, dog at the foot-jumps-down-off-the-bed-back-on-at least-three-times-every night. Love your sweet poem.
I admit to being a bit suspicious of anyone who doesn't like dogs ~
Only one of my three dogs is allowed on the bed - and the other three are a bit jealous I think. But they are treated fairly - they have soft beds for themselves.
aw! truthy cute.
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