Morning on the beach.
The path of water and sky, full of joy!
My heart is black,
on four paws,
wiggling its
pencil-tail.
My heart is filled with
unconditional love,
acceptance,
loyality
and happiness
whenever I look, call or touch it.
I let these paws thread joyously
in my dreams,
I let it lick my sorrow
off my hands and soul.
I let it have
the last bite of my food.
I let it have my lap,
my bed, my blanket,
my early morning and late night walks.
He is the purest form of heart
I can ever dream of,
ever ask for.
My MT.
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