Oh to dance with a poor waif
rather than worry to have enough gold
to make a woman rich in her safe

Oh to understand that love is not measured
by a pound of gold
But, who will be there for you when
you are sick and old

Disgrace not the heart that loves
without discrimination
Just embrace the one who
will look upon you without
Damnation

Love comes in many dimensions
and often with noble intentions
Yet often met with bitter contention

The greater regret is to assume or judge
the quality of love offered when you may be
sitting with none in your coffer

Tis' easier to place blocks and walls
against love and passion
based upon past experiences
that shape our perceptions

Yet, we can ask ourselves
how is it working in our pursuit
of a loving connection

Oh how we place vain expectations
in the search for love
Yet, it is rather amusing when it
stands in front of us waiting to fit and embrace us
like a glove.

As we sit in denial
waiting and hoping for that physical
attraction thinking who or what we see
will make us think we found a trophy
We find its mostly a distraction

The fantasy in love is often full of disillusion
and measured by our own confusion
Real love knows the truth and offers
healing with noble feeling

Its seeks nothing to gain nor offers unneeded pain
If its hurts we must be doing it wrong
hence we may need to offer a better song

If we offer love upon terms or conditions
Imagine the god we dance to in whom we seek
forgiveness and compassion did the same
in his or her fashion

No greater pain or regret we can ever suffer
than the chance or choice we had to offer love and healing
but chose to shut out or do nothing to reconcile the gnawing
feelings

Though we can justify anything and everything thinking with our ego
we did right but, is it worth the fight?
Counting the sleepless nights wondering if we should have held our
lovers a bit more tight or let them go to follow their own flow?

In the end when we stand before our maker and gnash our teeth
to the things we did and the things we didn't
We will carry everything good and bad and wear it like a snug mitten

Forget not those who held your hand that helped you and led you through
the darkness in the quality they can
They were your angels to set you on your way to help you believe in better
days.

Walk in the light of the spirit of love and forgiveness seek within for
your happiness for no fools of vice will ever suffice
while you are looking for love for a price