her crazy dog Wiggly

it's not

the sex, or the conversation,

or her

wonderful

meals

and strong coffee

in the morning.

it's not the way she

laughs,

or does her hair,

or hugs

me when i come through

the door.

it's not

her positivity

and faith,

her fishnet stockings

and heels. or

how she makes

a gin and tonic.

it's beyond all that.

i like her

crazy dog, Wiggly,

i'm wildly attached.