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


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