I saw you naked <br />outside my window <br /> <br />you looked cold <br />so I went outside <br />to be cold with you <br /> <br />I know why I don't like you <br />it's because you are cold <br />but sometimes <br />It's good to be cold with you <br /> <br />Remember a few months ago <br />when everyone wanted you to leave <br />but I knew <br />that once you were gone <br />we would all miss you? <br />so I learned to love you <br />and I loved you being cold <br />because I was warm <br />on the inside <br />but you made me cold <br />on the outside <br /> <br />I saw you outside my window <br />you were naked <br />so I took some of you inside <br />to warm you up <br />but then you melted in my hands <br />and I had to wipe you up off the floor <br /> <br />who knew that if you wern't cold <br />you'd become such a mess?<br /><br />Erica Francis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-saw-you-naked/
