He breaks the silence with his whistle,
His playfulness pulling me out of my oblivion,
I look up and smile.
He surges through the room
Leaving me in awe.
His gentle touch makes me feel needed.
With each whistle he lets out,
My heart tingles with joy.
He ruffles my hair,
Leaving it unkempt and a mess.
He stares back at me,
And grins at his work.
He seems content,
Like there's nowhere else he'd rather be.
I smile with contentment,
My pleasure; unexplainable.
He restores my will to live,
And renews my strength.
He's swift as the wind
And as loving as love can be.
He's one with the sky and my heartbeat.
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Andromeda
PoesiaI see galaxies within the eyes of people, Their psyches surging with electric beauty, Just waiting to be discovered. - For The People Who Made a Difference In My Life.
