Sonnet 13 - Variation 1

Annie’s nose nudges my hand like ice on
the skin. I’m instantly awake. She knows
our room is forbidden to her. I yawn
and stretch. Annie leaps into bed and grows

ever more insistent that I play. The
passionate pup thinks your side of the bed
is hers. All tongue and tail and energy,
she gives me a wet sloppy kiss. Planted

on my chest, she nips and yips and makes me
her own chew toy. Hot doggy breath is not
an early morning treat. I wrestle free
from Annie’s manic tussling. She’s shot

through with excitement. It’s time, though, to fire
up some coffee and hope the puppy tires.


CG's challenge words: passionate, fire, ice, tongue, wet, hot, forbidden
Note: same words for Sonnet 14 - I was being wicked, because I knew she wanted one a little...personal.