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 and asked...
"But what about this?" "What about this?" "About this...?" "This....?"
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