Isaac Bluebell

Two gay men,
Partially nude,
Donned in pup hoods
One purple one blue

Wrestling on mats,
Booping noses,

No words needed
Just barks, howls
And puppy eyes that pleaded

“Snuggle?
Curl up and nuzzle?”
How could I ever refuse,
Puppy eyes hypnotic with such swirling blue’s.

Arms soft as pillows
Holding tight to become my fortress
A lifetime spent sleeping on floors
And here you were a king sized mattress

When purple locked on to blue
Out came not a woof but the words
“I love you”

-Isaac Bluebell