A love poem.

I always dream about being rich

After all, we all could use more money.

But I have a roof over my head

And that’s all I really need, honey.

I dream about being famous

After all, what’s the point of fortune without fame?

But that really isn’t all that important either;

Just as long as YOU remember my name.

The truth is my head says I need these things

And everything else I can accrue.

But I’m listening to my heart instead

And the only thing my heart wants is you.

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