Reclining,
the curve of me
savors the weight of your
warm beagle self
nudging breath beneath
my neck,
filling my body’s nest
with you.
Brenda Warren 2016
For Elizabeth’s Creativity Challenge Day 2, where the word is “love.”
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“Filling my body’s nest with you.: There is no love more pure and unconditional. Sigh. This is a beauty of a poem. Love the photo too. That is one happy beagle!!!!! I loved this.
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a cozy poem of love…
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Oh, how I miss my Mac (MacArthur), and all the love he gave me. Thank you Brenda.
Elizabeth
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