In The World

My lovely Rottweiler girl, knows, implicitly...when I ask her, where her 'guilty bone'...is. She makes faces...puts her face on the floor...her butt in the air...take me, she says...I'm guilty, I'm sure...but she's not...of anything. She has no money, to hide, to show, to yacht, to sip rich wines...to snog with god's, pretend...divine. She's just a little love...all the time, and she does more, with just a heart, than all the money, in the world...could buy.


Written by Bruce James Clyde 2016,  Deming, New Mexico

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