I love you.

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Separation Anxiety

Assisted by a puppy's youth, I miss
you, for you fill me with a wagging wish
that crosses miles and hours alike. Dervish-
like I spin circles in your praise and kiss
the face I've learned to yearn for. Puddles then
appear, though call them not tears, when salty
floods hide behind these eyes. It's a faulty
fear that makes forever bereft of men
who transfer lights and love, giving solace
to this singular heart. But dear, I'll tell
thee how the excitement seems so hopeless
when all I want is your familiar smell
intoxicating my senses, caress'd
with your smile that rings me like a bell.