Am I right to think this way?
Is it just because her arm
Is so comfortable and warm,
Countering the chill today
That she seemed to quite allay
All the doubts that in me swarm?
Is it all her words, her charm,
How she hears the things I say
And appreciates them all?
Is it kindness? Is it beauty?
Is it just a search for booty?
Is it angst paying a call?
All I know is it's my duty
To investigate my fall.
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