Poetry – Your Love is Like a Puppy Dog

Your Love is Like a Puppy Dog

Your love follows me home and pounces upon me in my sleep.

It’s so full of excitement its nose quivers.

It has big soft eyes a cold wet snout.

It chews my slippers

And has never apologised once.

Your love has a tail that wags so hard that its eyes jiggle in its head.

It constantly demands attention

And licks my face as if it were an ice-cream cone.

I’d put it on a lead and train it

But it’s too young and boisterous to restrain.

So it follows me around all day

Panting on my breakfast and drooling in my soup.

It has a cuddly fluffy coat and ridiculous floppy ears.

We gambol in the park.

I throw sticks to it

And it bounds and lollops delightedly,

Unexpectedly jumping up to clumsily crush my most sensitive areas,

Your love is like a puppy dog

Lapping up my tea.

I am waiting for it to use its fangs on me.

Opher 15.7.96

Your Love is Like a Puppy Dog

Your Love is Like a Puppy Dog – a poem about love with teeth!

Love makes you daft. It brings out the silliness. It gambols and prances in a world of its own. Love is lost in ecstasy and delight. Love is discovery. Love is insulating into a bubble that cuts you off from everything else, a feeling that unleashes contentment and anxiety in equal measure.

Love usually changes and comes back to bite you.

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