I could speak of your looks for hours,
Even days may not be sufficient.
I sit as lonely and reminiscent,
As in my mind, memories overpower:

Memories of the jackets you wear,
Their colors that accent each feature;
The hats you wear affect me deeper,
As I know, right under lies your lovely hair;

Even wearing nothing at all, too,
For your perfect form, my gaze never strays;
I wonder if you admire me the same ways,
And from your words, I see that it's true...

January 22, 2024