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 © | Year Posted 2016

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July 7, 2016 at 1:12 AM
Holly,, nicely penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. Luv **SKAT**
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July 7, 2016 at 2:38 AM
Thanks Skat. Baring the soul is what us writers do. It's risky and rewarding. Thanks again my fellow talented poet
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