Samuel Dickinson · Jan 2, 2011
Warm

You're warm
A welcome change in temperature
from my surroundings

Not to say they're cold
Just not as warm nor as
comfortable
As I find you to be

It's more of a preference, really

So anyways...

I can see the light
That is, transportation
The ability to drive myself places
(to go visit you)

Maybe we could go get some conversation?

I hear it's delicious.

Only for two though
Which is funny
but warm.

Like you are

Sam Dickinson 2011 (Wow. That's an odd thing to type)
 
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