I sat facing her eyes
wondering at their intelligence
                          ( beauty )
wishing I knew what secret emotions were
hiding behind them, laughing at me

Mostly we were silent
Sometimes I spoke but
she would glance at me and I knew
words were completely irrelevant

In this comfortable silence I lay down
hand covering my eyes from the sun
stretched out lazily (casually)
yet aware of my surroundings completely

I heard her move curiously
Observing my calm form and
unable to resist my lack of
energy or initiative

She explored my feet
                       knees
                       arms
then discovered the popsicle wrapper in my pocket
and delighted in causing it to crinkle
underneath her mischevious touch

When I did not react she soon grew weary
Soon I heard her move away and
Observed her wandering off in search
of something edible and interesting

I watched her through my eyelashes
wondering how I'd neglected this relationship
how I'd let it grow unimportant
in the fact of the rest of my life

Now she was important
This stubborn female
who was a match for my own
self-confidence and willpower

My brave ally
My soul sister
My beautiful girl
My horse

My Gypsy