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Your Spaniel

I want to dutifully dote on you

I want to wait at the door for you

I want to watch as you run a bath and

Sit beside the tub as you bathe.

I want to listen to you complain about work

And the people you hate

My ears perked, my head cocked

As my neck grows tired

I want to rest my chin on the wall of the tub,

Secretly, silently hoping

You might run your fingers through my hair,

And pat my head.

 

When it’s time for bed

I will sleep at your feet until

You invite me to your side.

I will hold my breath.

As not to disturb your rest

I will watch silently

The rise and fall of your chest.

Though I will stay alert as you slumber

And guard your bed unencumbered I beg,

let me be your spaniel,

I beg to be used as you use your dog


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