Sweather Love Poem by Jeremy Willson
Sweather Love
Whenever I'd get nervous
So nervous I'd be freezing cold
I slipped inside my sweater
Where it's nice and warm
My sweater has been there
When I had no one to cuddle
No shoulder to lean or cry on
It was there to rescue me
From the eyes,
The noise,
Life.
A nice poetic imagination, Jeremy. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
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5/3/2024 11:49:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Well written, beautiful poem. JEREMY Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken