I do not have children
So I cannot speak to that
Intense connection
But in my own little life,
The exquisite essence of love
Distils into a random moment
When a dog walks into a room
As you sit at a table
Working or sipping coffee
And curls into a tight little ball
At your feet.
A silken ear flops gently across your toes
A paw hooks around your ankle.
A warm little body sighs contentedly
And drifts off to sleep,
Each heartbeat flowing into you.
It may happen every day, or just about,
This quiet, ordinary moment,
This simplest gesture of trust and affection,
But each time brings a sweeping tide
Of indescribable emotion,
So pure, so sweet, so visceral
It makes your heart ache.