Writing

For Otis

daisyknox 
I run my hand through his
Gossamer coat
The sunlight glints
On the shades of red and gold

His licorice eyes dance at me
Smile
Gently nuzzling my heart

So warm and soft under my hand

Published by daisyknox

Writer of romantic suspense and HEAs. Wordsmith and adventurer, lover of music and nature, driven to tell stories both true and crafted. Visit me at daisyknox.com

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