LOVE IS NOT A MATERIAL THING
A sole white rose he sent me since we met Pure-hearted, cool with scented dew still wet His messages, all tenderly and sweet, To prove that his love is true and sincere But my frail heart it said, " my heart veneer. " If he really wants to impress me much A blue limousine, for me, is enough Or a house and lot with a pool and trees But I just drew roses and chocolates. Love is not about a material thing It couldn't be strained and could not be bribed It should be felt from the deep of the heart. © Mari Felices Poetry and song https://www.facebook.com/706983676022314/posts/pfbid024L4aZSHRbSZyG1oMY5G4acR2C4Va75MZ5u2kz9AFMcCys4LL4NtSxiRYPkUTFRSMl/