Of Yours

That golden strand of your hair.. did play my heart,
that pink pair of your lips.. did play my thirst,
that brown valley in your eyes.. did make me lose,
not you,
but that soft voice of your soul.. did make me move.

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Sugar

Tell me about the pain, I will coat them with sugar..
Tell me about your worries, I will coat them with sugar..
Tell me about your shame, I will coat them in Sugar..
Tell me about your fail, I will coat them in sugar..

because when the night is dark & you’re back home..
I will lick that sugar.