Love Costs

Love costs. Penniless. Naked. Homeless. Cold and struck

Taken to pieces.. broken in two

Pension free, purse-less, and bare.

Stripped for all to pity

I paid the price and gave all that was in my satchel.

No jingle jangle of coins.

My bank account is depleted and I have no dowry to deposit.

On cobblestone curb, I sit.. skinny and starved..holding this sign…

“Will work hard for it
If you loan me some, I’ll pay you back in interest
Just a little love is all I need…Please Help.”

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About mantra

I am who I am, simply.
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