Faded jeans

Faded jeans
Hugging every curve of my body

Worn and fades
Broken in and torn
Like a second skin
So unique and comfortable

Faded jeans
Looking good on you
Fit you so damn good

As I let my hands
Explore whats under these faded jeans of yours
I lose myself in my desires

Faded jeans pulling and tuggin with my body
Like a blanket under autumn skies

These old jeans
Both warm and soothe me

Old, faded, frayed, and ripped
But these jeans are apart of me

And under them and under my tank
And my white and lavender bra and black panties

A women who is full of desire and wanting
Wondering and love

All for you