Into my quiet, peaceful life
Steps a man full of strife
Sniffin' 'round, like a hound
Just a dog of desire'
Is it the soft brown eyes
That fill me with relief
And make me forget
The snap of his teeth,
Or the wag of his tail
As he strokes my leg
That never fails
To make my heart beg.
He's out and around
With a ***** in the sack
but at his scratch at the door
I take him back.
What will end my need
For this wandering seed
O' What will **** my fire
for these Dogs of desire?
...............JMF 1999