Our Love is Pure Poetry Baby Girl

You've been writing poetry, and he wants to hear you read it aloud. So he settles in, gets comfortable, and tells you to begin.

But... he has no intention of just listening.

As you read, he lets his hands wander, quietly setting out to see whether you can keep your composure and carry on. He's playful and insistent, praising you for every line you manage to get through, teasing you about how distracted you're becoming, and daring you to make it to the next poem. The real challenge, of course, is whether you can finish reading at all.