A simple article of clothing
That's gesture means the world to me
Shiver! Shiver!
As I quiver,
You slide the sweater of slowly
And toss it at my face.
And my blushies are all over the place!
I fangirl and slide the fabric on
I love every bit of it.
The way the fabric feels on my arms;
The smell of you it carries around
And the memory of a gentlemanly gesture that has me falling for you even more than before.
And when I'm wearing your sweater,
I feel safe; as if a part of you is always with me
And I will never be lonely.
It cheers me up more than ever.
Now excuse me,
I must end this poem to travel into sweater town
And smile and blush at how I will never frown
So long as I have your
Sweater.

:3 hehe, I still have it after all these weeks. :P lol, I should probably give that back at some point...XD the pic above is actually of me in the sweater >w< anyways, bye for now my wattpadlings!