Oh, what a cute pout
Coupled with that big snout
A curve forms across the lips
Whenever the eyes meet
Oh, that voice
That assures, imparts poise
Be it tremors or quakes
A place of solace it takes
Oh, that warm touch
Like the bedding in the hutch
Soothe, comfort, straighten every nerve
Completes and fills every void, and their dearth
Oh, wait!
I'm a tad too late
Your face, words, and presence
Come into being in my absence.
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