What the Dog Knows

I know what you did last night—
you should be ashamed
of yourself—
leaving me alone
with that brain-damaged cat, Fluffy,
and now you want me
to forgive you?

I worship you,
you are my everything…

I knew you were home before
you opened the door
because
of all the cars in the world
your car is special.

I love you unreasonably…

when you hold me on your lap
I look into your eyes
I lose myself
with Lucinda Williams
on the radio
singing her song
“Passionate Kisses”
and my tongue at your lips,
the taste of your lips oh my God,

oh my God!

the taste of your lips
licking them again and again…

my emptiness is so full!