Poverty

Poverty love is the most romantic.

He had nothing and because of that he gave his love.

For him this saying holds no truth,

“You are rich, yet you want to be loved as if you are poor.”

For him, he was poor but loved as if he knew no hunger;

as if he knew no poverty.

Countless hours, for days we were never granted,

were spent chatting.

Caressing the thought of time stopping and staying

for a day or two in each others arms.

Kissing away our doubts as the day came too quickly to an end;

As darkness quickly surrounded us.

I was reminded that he was poor.

That his love, molded by poverty came at a price.

Because for him to maintain the little he has he must work;

He must earn in order to sustain.

But did I need his money?

No.

His money met nothing to me for his love was the sweetest I ever tasted.

The love of a poor man was indeed my greatest riches.

(inspired by the film “Queen of Hearts”)