Voices Carry
I like it when you say my name
To hear it in your tone
And moreso when I talk to you
On the telephone
Now I'm not dropping any hints
Or starting a campaign
But if you were to call me
I would not complain
You're more to me than you can know
And little things mean alot
Especially if they're to me from you
These things cannot be bought
But treasured in my heart they are
Its lock you hold the key
Make your nest sweet bluebird
Come live inside of me
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2023
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