
My own Loki
.. ..
He tears off towards the mountains.
I call him, he doesn't come back.
Time passes
At his own leisure.
He comes back, with an air
of a supremacy, the king.
Yet, who is my complacent companion?
When food is near?
My dog.
Chocolate eyes, so cute.
And so deceiving
He is my dog
I love his mysterious
way
Because there is Me
In those eys
We both are;
Stubborn.
Alive.
Free.
With an attitude of, “why?”
That must be why I tolerate him
Because I tolerate myself
We shall run together
And try to overcome
Our…faults?
Are you kidding?
“Come on boy!, lets go!”
And here he comes
.. ..
He tears off towards the mountains.
I call him, he doesn't come back.
Time passes
At his own leisure.
He comes back, with an air
of a supremacy, the king.
Yet, who is my complacent companion?
When food is near?
My dog.
Chocolate eyes, so cute.
And so deceiving
He is my dog
I love his mysterious
way
Because there is Me
In those eys
We both are;
Stubborn.
Alive.
Free.
With an attitude of, “why?”
That must be why I tolerate him
Because I tolerate myself
We shall run together
And try to overcome
Our…faults?
Are you kidding?
“Come on boy!, lets go!”
And here he comes