like the solid steel,
filled with love
for his master only.
His soul is pure
not mixed with allies
of manipulation and bitterness,
but only unabridged love
He barks loudly
at anyone standing
near his boundaries
set by his owner only
His fur is mixture
of black and golden,
soft and thick
to protect from bitting cold
He loves attention
and walks outside.
Being chained
makes him whine
He will be first love
of my life.
Staring at his
never ending sleeping positions,
listening to the sound
of his restless walks
around the veranda
set by his master only
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