Her Glare
As I receive her glare in silence, I realize this woman is angry with me, eyes
with rage towards me. But underneath this, this fiery rage and revolt resides a warm, ongoing burning love for me. She glares when she's upset, she glares when she gets hurt by anyone or anything, she glares when she feels cornered and poked, she glares when she feels anything outside her known word and world of happiness, and her glares are beautiful, wild, crazy, loud and cute. And when she pouts and glares, I kiss her, and I kiss her good as I receive her warm smile and melt it all away....
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