The Finer Things

by Ami Mosher   Dec 1, 2012


Do not give me jewels and things,
That make my body shine.
Do not give me clothes and cars,
Foods and finest wine.
Do not promise me the stars,
The moon that shines above.
Only hold me one more hour,
And pour out all your love.
I need not rings upon my fingers,
And clothes that make you poor.
I only hunger for your love.
This and nothing more.
Am I a fool for thinking,
Your love is all I need?
Then fool I am,
And fool I'll be,
For from your love I feed.

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