Hair of mahogany,
Eyes to match
Friendly, kind,
Playful, funny, loyal
I am in love...
With a Dog
When I got to the driveway I bid my goodbyes, as I walked up the driveway he continues down the road, stops, our eyes meet. Then he bolts towards me with a "Just Tricking" kind of attitude. He/she chases me up the driveway and into the backyard, tail wagging.I give. He wants to play. He jumps and twirls an spins. I checked again for a collar, none. Maybe a stray? Sit I say, he looks at me with a clueless expression, then does as his told. Again with the "Just Tricking" attitude. Suddenly I trust him and I send my sister out to play with him.
She calls him sparkle. Together we name him Sasha. When the King arrives home from his duties he forbids us to see him, slamming the door behind him. But the damage is done I have already fallen in love, the trouble is that it is impossible to see Sasha in the kings wake, So I wait. Hours pass before the Kings finally falls asleep. My heart pounds, what if he thinks I have abandoned him. Most of my being expected him to be gone, but when I open the door, there she lays, body pressed against the door frame.
Part of me hopes that he goes back to a new home and the no collar thing is another "Just Tricking" moment, because I know that I can't keep him, but another much more selfish part hopes that he will never leave. Most of me hopes that he will stay until morning. Even if it is just to say goodbye.
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