I buy her cheap
can't buy expensive.
It's a gift she says
to give my spirit a lift
*you buy low
it gets high on my love
don't ever think
price has a place in happiness*.
She wears the imitation
and the mirror explodes
into thousand stars
with the gift of joy
now not only hers
but inexplicably
spread all over me.
Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 4:30 AM UTC
I buy her cheap
can't buy expensive.
It's a gift she says
to give my spirit a lift
*you buy low
it gets high on my love
don't ever think
price has a place in happiness*.
She wears the imitation
and the mirror explodes
into thousand stars
with the gift of joy
now not only hers
but inexplicably
spread all over me.
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