White T-Shirt

In your white t-shirt,

Only panties underneath,

You left it here,

Knowing-

You always know 

When I wear it,

I feel your arms around me-

Feeling sexy and sweet,

Want to tease you,

Send some photos,

So your heart skips a beat

What if I told you,

I touch myself,

Looking in the mirror,

As it encompasses my curves?

Bare and raw,

Begging for your touch,

We've made a lovers' nest of my home,

And I feel your energy in every corner of it.

Your gentle touch,

My body gets instant chills as I think of your finger tips tracing every inch of me,

Memorizing,

Fantasizing, about you.

I dance barefoot,

As music blares,

Your shirt flowing as my hips move,

Wishing they were moving for you,

On top of you.

But for now,

I'll let your white t-shirt

Consume my being,

I'll let it devour my silhouette-

Leaving me wanting more,

Of you.