and I strive unsuccessfully , as you will see,
to write a romantic love poem,
you know the one , the kind that rhymes with the
moon and stars

hearts and tugging strings all those metaphors
for love safe and warm like a kitten
purr, all done up in honey, dripping
from my tongue

as words come more  true from experience
sadly,
tonight I must refrain

put my pen down my earmuffs on
my short pants  on
and once again

snuggle up to
my Labrador.