windowed
is four paws
is purrs,
  written
in dna,
   all I am
allergic to.
  I think humanity,
at times, too,
    is allergic to
love and peace,
   until, I bring roses
home, and my
    horse of a dog
knocks me down
    licks my face,
and I cuddle up
   with my *****
purring.