I need someone to hold
Give me a jacket when I'm cold
And under the sheets we'll fold
A beautiful sculpture we will mould
As we find the sweetest hold
Oh yes it's someone with whom I'll grow old
I will be his lady and he my Lord
Cherishing each other's place in the fold
When you find that special one
Please just hold.....
Copyright © Osita Azike | Year Posted 2016
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