I'll never be a man of wealth,
of influence or renown
Just riches which spring
from teaching values

My ethereal coins
can afford lavish gifts
to furnish your life
with warm hues of cloth

I can show how it feels,
the caress of sheets.
To taste unfiltered smiles
flowing free from the tap

To want something more
to pull it in close.
When wrapped around shoulders
you forget yourself

I can show you a world
with textures and tastes.
Where things can transform
into what they could be.

Just open your eyes.