Love At Last Sight...

V Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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I am too sick and ill, To keep my head still, Brought to the clinic, For the check up and 'tonic', There I see the girl, As white as snow white, When she looks at me, Lightening flashing in me, When she lifts her head, rolls her beautiful almond eyes, I hear the banging of lion dancers, In my mind and when she turns, And yawns feebly, fire burns, Up my sick body and she is sick too, We meet today and at this hour, In the clinic that cares, I can't take the eyes off her, Beautiful plumb face and body, She coughs a bit, As she can't cough aloud, She has cancer and The doctors have given up, I hear them speaking, I try to reach her, as she is shy, I try to feel her paws and the nails, she touches my paws too, I keep my head nearer to her, Before they separate us, They are going to put us to sleep, Today and after a few hours, Love has bloomed at the last sight, between a Husky and a Lab.

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