[I have a rather awkward confession about this one. I am not 100% certain who it was for, but I THINK I wrote it very VERY secretly and a little inappropriately for Cousin Jas. Note, Cousin Jas is not MY Cousin. It's not THAT inappropriate. Eew. *shudder* But the timing of it, had to be kind of recent. So... yeah, my brain is weird.
And BY THE WAY, should I ever decide to share my poetry with a CURRENT Boy (ie: Fresno?)( a thing which I have never done even though I write FOR them they NEVER know it) it is all about HIM, the boy of PRESENT. Capisce?!]
Sweets
He is mine
My sweet
Does more than my lungs
To make my heart beat.
He cries
And I tease him
But wrack my brain thinking
Of things that would please him.
I am his
His Sweet
He loves everything about me
From my forehead to my feet.
I cry
And he holds me
Says things will work out
Just wait and see
He is my mine
I am his sweet
Forever in the temple
And under the sheets.
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