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Handsome's Poem

He comes in and looks at me,
His dark face more beautiful than my own.
His gold slit eyes are set in black silk-
Below them a puff of white on his chin.

He speaks to me,
His voice like the song of a trio of birds-
I've heard his song in my dreams,
Lulling me in it's warmth and beauty.

He touches me-
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Nalini Hebbar 04 July 2006

my bundle is a labrador...winnie...jet black...understands my moods perfectly...lovely poem...love...nalini

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Patricia Gale 04 July 2006

How wonderful, sounds like a companion true.

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