Gifts of Nothing
When we have an argument,
Which is almost every day
I receive a gift of roses
Or a piece of jewelry to display
I wonder if it’s me
Am I the enabler of?
Monetary gifts of affection
Which try to buy my love
After so many vicious battles
And words which leave me numb
Your gift of roses means nothing
You must think I’m idiotically dumb
This isn’t the first time
My partner has tried to do this
It’s crazy when all I asked for
Was an embrace and meaningful kiss
© Stacy Lynn Stiles
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