I have to wonder if on that one day
did I really forget my gym clothes?

I'm Just asking because this guileful forgetting, well, it really seems like a kooky scheme that I chose. 🩶
Wanted sweats that were like his so bad, what label is on the inside?
This brand for some reason their name from me they hide.

Different clothes in the locker-room boys would share
If I could borrow his sweats how would they fit?
Maybe I’d match some of his incredible flare
or would this ploy become a comedy skit?

So sheepishly for his pants I make the request
he avers “I really don’t think those will fit you”
in this refusal my efforts cannot rest
“Can I please try?” I coo
“I know they aren't too small to fit in
I haven’t gained that much height."
My persuading over him I had to win
even as they will be ultra ridiculously tight!

He is rationalizing too much I think
why does he care how well on me they fit?
My heart starts to sink
with the possibility his pants could very well split!
I really can’t make him give in?
So I switch to a heart wrenching plead
armed with only bad reasoning and my boyish grin.
This is all I can think to get him to cede.

"Well, oh… whatever, sure… okay."
He actually listened to my appeal!
Though, not exactly convinced in what I had to say.
but I still sealed this deal!
Dying to know this brand as he handed them over to me.
Who makes these?
I could now check the label and see
before I slip on the sweats with their trademark ease.

Opened the waist area and searched through black fuzz
there was a label contrasting in blue, red, white
in the way those strong shifts in color generally does.
I was so glad I continued in my long won fight!
This name Russell Athletic I've never before heard
but in everything this week in school I learnt
my brain was sure to record that word!
Yes in my cognitive space it now was forever burnt!

Such privilege to wear one of his very own pair!
they are jointly warmed from both our body heat
These exact sweats contoured his beautiful derriere!
Oh to be that lucky label bound right to his seat!
The joy of rubbing alongside there all the day long
over the curves of where his two butt cheeks meet!
Imagine! Being just a little down the seam
to the top of the pant-leg converging part
what a beautiful dream!
To be the surveyor this breathtaking work of art!
To shield him from the cold in warm fuzzy black,
all the day long as he jostles and jockeys around
oh to be the gusset right under his nutsack!
Now that is the place I would long to be found!