Precious Moment

I lean on his shoulder.
He puts his head on top mines
Now and then he'd lift my hand
and caress it as if
it were a treasure box.
Precious, he called me
I refused to admit it
Adorable, I replied back
A play in front of us
He leans so close
Someone teases us
I don't care
I blush instead
Dehydrated, I drink
Dehydrated, I drop
and cuddle beside him
Hoping this can happen
Often
Or somewhere else
Where no one's
watching
But I don't care
I'd rather use this precious moment
And stay right
beside him.