Recipro Poem by Alexander Foald
Recipro
I don’t have money
To buy you the love made of gold
I don’t have time
That runs longer than we ever know
I don’t have interesting stories
To be shared in our evening conversations
I don’t have surprising moments
To catch you off guard
I don’t have people
That you call friends all over me
I don’t have anything to give you,
So why you give me everything you had?
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