To Tequila - a little chihuahua
she curled herself
into my arms
her back pressed
into my chest
the spring wind
went cold
Many times we've sat
on a bench
her small body
tucked into my coat
the gold tan highlights
in her fur
calm the thoughts
swirling in my mind
we are together
one
a small chihuahua
a large human
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