To her they proposed a rich man
Capable of all transformations
Her love was laid in jokes
Lady that only talked
With the walkways
The man with a small heart
A large pocket
He wanted her for property
her desire just to please parents
The heart mended by sorrow
At the helm of its wishes
The pain to depart from family
she wants to go
To another side
Traded will, a covered thinking
Now its the man by the roadside
he ever watches through the window
Says nothing to fights or joy
He desired her for a long journey
one to carry him fruits
She too admired the light in his eyes
The time spent together
in distant admiration
they gazed at each other
As her legs faced-parted
Payment for her growing
selling her pride