Gimme Some Sugar

Serve up some flattery.
Just a pinch will do.

Words are delectable morsels,
manna for the love starved.

Long-fingered receptors
lie in wait, jonesing for syllables.

One sweet word is all the stroke I need
I’ll hold it on my tongue, satiated for the moment.

Lay some sugar on me.
I need another fix.

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