The sweater is loose
It drapes off your shoulders giving me a peek of what's mine
Every time you lift your arms a bit of your abs show
You smirk at me
You know I'm looking
I want to wear that sweater
It smells like you
It feels like you
YOU ARE READING
My Love for him in a series of Poems
PoetryA bunch of poems I wrote about a boy that I love.
