that dance a slow waltz melodious and sweet
as they skip over heartbeats
faint and strong, young and old, high and low, abundant and poor
Bring gifts to the table
of gold and platinum, diamonds that glitter
cars that streak faster than the wind
gadgets yet nascent in the busy market
Contrive the perfect holiday plan
skim on the beaches in panama
revel in the carnival in Rio
dance through the night at Summerfest
Make the right moves
the gestures that impress and acts with finesse
the roses, the perfumes, the fresh demands of haute couture
and whisper words of perfect cadence
Yet... your tangent is way off scope
your rivulets run into a stream thats dry
the micro grooves you draw, have to tell you- are on a broken vinyl record
the smile you seek is a conterfiet charlatan
I hear you wail in anguish and agony
of best laid plans... miserably awry
you toil to make the right moves
and flounder in lost confusion
What went wrong... where did you fail
how could you not make a dent
you were so sure about your toil
how can they not see the effort
The heart seeks no grand gestures
nor yearns for palaces of jewels
or baubles that others hanker
nor objects of ingenuity
A gentle touch
a smile
a soft whisper
a glance
All you need is genuine kindness, the rest is fluff.
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