Jessica Dog
They would not look at me,
Those almond eyes of sadness.
Perhaps they could not,
Having seen the worst of man.
My heart was lost that first moment,
With my eyes made captive,
By her grasp of perfect grace.
Yet when I bade her come with me,
She deigned to do so,
Her every ounce a dignity.
My heart irretrievable by then,
I called her Jessica.
She calls me at her whim,
And fills my world,
Right up to the brim.
Copyright © James Rudd | Year Posted 2010
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