Smell

It looked as if a woman’s smile froze,
At  running television show of sound.
Her dog would shake her tail in smell.

Dog smell is to a sound of the woman,
Crunching to snowy halt of the mind,
In a sniff  as if she has lost  dog smell.

The dog would smile her reassurance
In its tail’s smell and in human corner
She curled herself in, a woman’s love.

It was as if nothing was lost in smile.
A dog’s  smell would go on in her tail
And woman’s smile smelled her dog.

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