Precious
Precious
What is
that word
It was
whispered
to me
today
I've never
heard
that sound
before
Is it a
new way
to tug at
my soul
All I know
is my heart
hears this
calling
To hang on
to your
every word
And wait for
more
To crawl up
into your
sweetness
and wait for
so much more
sugar
sprinkled
on me
What are
you doing
to me
Baby
you can
please
Me
Copyright © Holly Bohto | Year Posted 2016
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