I swear to you that the
hair on her back rises
when I enter the room.
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8 comments:
Interesting... you really need to talk to your wife about 'waxing'... ;)
Perhaps "she" is a dog, excited to see her master??
Goosebumps?!
A cat?
There are so many possible stories behind these few words, intriguing!
Oh, to be loved like that! You described the whole depth of a life long love affair in sixteen words.
I sure would love to know the inspiration for the poem. We all seem to have our pet theories.
I never knew ambiguity would draw so much wonder.
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