We met on the highway as strangers
Her gaze brought us together
My heart tickled faster than ever
We became each other’s marker
Joy's pointed nose was magnetically simple
Her dimples were free from ripples
The color of her mood was not rumpled
Her godly figures were in good temple
She placed our love in high tempo
Our journey of love began purposefully
Her appetites wetted my mood daily
I stood to scribble my muse in impatiently
Only to be sunk in a lover’s pool happily
Knowing that her version of love demands greatly
My earnings became her savings daily
She helped my failings courageously
With her, my abode smell nicely
Knowing that my retirement was due
She revealed to me that wealth and women are entangled
Lately than ever, I discovered conscientiously
That love is the common denominator between wealth and women
Yet money does not build true love because it is unstable
With money you have little, with love you have all.
©philippins
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