She wears crocs and oversized sweaters
And when I look at her my heart flutters
I feel jealous of the sweater covering her body
I want to be the arms that keep her warm
But I'll settle to be the one looking from afar
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Late Night Thoughts
PoesíaAn anthology of my poems. If you would like to embark on this poetic journey- open, read, and travel through my mind.
