Validation by Soulez
I sometimes think that I am his first love,
especially, when, in the morning,
He rests his chin upon the edge of my bed,
staring at me.
Waiting for me to look into those eyes — make contact
his supreme affirmation
that he too is important to me,
that he is still my puppy.
I purposely deny his subtle request
just to savor and prolong his pure attentiveness to me.
Then I look directly Into those eyes
and he, too, is
Originally published at cowbird.com.