E called me 
stubborn bastard today. 
I searched for words 
but really, what could I say? 
My mouth, it opened, closed, 
then open wide again. 
No sound, no scream, 
no grunt, no growl, 
not even horrid howl 
escaped my lips. 
I paced and prowled 
and stomped and stamped, 
waved my hands, 
my brain got cramped, 
until I looked into her injured eyes 
and softly cooed, 
Can I kiss you before I leave my dear?
She smiled and turned, 
then pointed to her rear. 

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3 Replies to “Love!”

  1. Hey Larry, I read these right away but have delayed a response and apologize for that. Really liked these last two and am thinking a marked evolution in your work here. I hate to say it but it seems that your choice to focus on this work to the exclusion of other things is paying benefits. Sigh!
    Miss you my friend.
    Tim

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