The society says the way to a man's heart is through his stomach,
and the way to win a lady's heart is through money.
Though her face shines like a diamond,in our minds we perceive that her hands lust for gold,
her heart is very cold
and her cupid has naked bows.
Men buy themselves a shortcut to a lady whose insecurities about money ran larger,larger than life hence they will give them money easily in exchange of something.
A smart lady will know money only impresses lazy girls.
When a woman works hard, a man with money is a bonus, not a ladder to upgrade.
She will pray to God
but never wishes to the devil.
She will sing a good life,
but never lives the life of a violent rebel.
But in silence she hides the rages within.
She desires a home,
one that spells diamonds of love but society mistakes it again
only to gift her diamond necklaces.
Her smile glows
with a touch of gratefulness seeing a gift in his hands.
She mistakes the gift of gold as a sign of love
and he mistakes treasuring her the jewels as her little greed for money.
She's content with love,
A little spoiling here and there;
little gifts from time to time;
a little date under the stars, one with love and adoration.
But he thinks an expensive date at Hilton will draw her better.
A gift from Dior will make her love him more
He doesn't know the way to her heart is the little touches when she's fragile.
The gentle hugs when she's lost, the kisses to take away her tears.
For diamonds only glamour her for the world.
But his touch,signs warmth for her in the drifts of the cold nights
©uncle_sam
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