Stray

Poem on being like a dog, 4th December 2014

Like a dog

I stray:

Wander away

and sniff new smells.

But

night after night

you’re almost here,

A wraith that whets my appetite

for the dark hot sheets

and tangled shapes

we made

upon your bed.

No soft angles here. Instead

I howl

for your warmth, your ticking throat

I want it all

and always

I want you.

I lick other hands

but like a dog

I love you best.

Reviews

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Really enjoyed the comparison.Good poem