Whitney Brown

Moor precious then silver,
More expensive than gold.
Like the rarest diamond, Its one of a kind and
The key to my heart you hold.
Be careful with it,
There's no spare just one.
And it belongs to you
So guard it with your love It opens my heart,
A secret world.
You'll find my love my world,
My pain, my joy, my private/emotions
Hidden from all but one
The very key to my soul,
It's the key to my heart you hold