Jumper Days.

If you had held me close,

I would have stolen

your favourite jumper

and worn it for a day at home;

worn my favourite perfume

at the same time.

The one that smells of amber

and orange blossoms;

the one I wore to our first date;

and that morning I picked you up from the airport.

So you could take me with you

on those cold days

away from home.

I would have kept you warm.

N.


Disclaimer: No ex-boyfriends have been harmed in the creation of this post. My lovely colleague Rob is kindly modelling the work jumper here.

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