Throw the Dog a Bone

To keep him
from scratching, disturbing
while I gazed into her eyes,
With her only existing
in my memory, smiling
Teeth freshly brushed,
the shine glaring me
and making the dog,
Better a photograph,
then a dog, howling her name
making me miss her
and how she used to
walk the dog,
while I daydreamed
of her