Bring me all the sparkling diamonds
Shining in the sky
Bring me the most renowned paintings
From wherever they may lie
Bring me life’s fake happiness
That money claims to buy
Show me all the regal mansions
Open up the doors
Without love I must admit
This heart is feeling poor
Bring me watches, shoes and clothes
Bring me fancy cars
Surround me with techs and gadgets
Exorbitant cigars
Bring me a quiet peaceful island
Legendary guitars
Let each day be pleasure-filled
On a king’s bed I snore
Without love I must admit
This heart is feeling poor
Bring me all the glittering gold
Ship-wrecked in the seas
Bring me all the yen and pounds
Bring me all the currencies
Bring me the finest champagne and
Exotic wine too please
Whatever this world has to give
Give me that and more
Without love I must admit
I am feeling poor
Oh, but when you have it – you’re untouchable! 🙂 Great write, Frank!
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Thanks, Susi.
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You’re welcome! 🙂
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Nice one Frank!
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Very fine.. beautiful
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I totally agree ✨️
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If you have nobody to enjoy it with all these things can feel empty.
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Without love… Indeed poor. A wonderful read 🤍
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Yeah, I’m feeling that.
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Beautifully expressed, Frank! 💞
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Feeling that too
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