I Hear You Howling
to me every midnight
for it is your warm
tender caress is
what i love the best
for it is your fur is what
this woman love to run her fingers thru & cuddle
up & fall asleep lay next to 24 hour protection & then ,
for it your gorgeous brown eyes that are
hidden beautys in desquise for the calls from the
wolves are destined to take me back home with you for good .
* This poem is definely all mine written by GT *
I'm not sure if you wrote this or not, but it was quite an interesting read. I like that there was affection, but no sex. I've been talking about my ex and I'm quite disgusted and in a bad mood now. This helped get me over the depression part of it and more into I'm so angry stage. I could picture myself petting the animal and feeling a little better like petting my cats. Thanks.