It was never about money
Not for me
A fleeting piece of paper
Wars and anguish fought over
No it wasn't about money
It was the tender kisses
The comfort of a long, hard, hug...
with the feel of a lovely sunset
It was your mind
that would make love to mine
With every word that was spoken
With every infliction and tone
It was the way your eyes gazed at me
Like I was a precious object too sacred
to handle carelessly
Icey grey turning soft and easy blue
like the ocean you love
You deserve more you said
But I closed my eyes, every night
and dialed you and the Universe
"But what about this?"
"What about this?"
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From Moon Rising in Capricorn
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