Love Poem: Not Money the Way You Loved Me
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Written by: Ruth Garnes

Not Money the Way You Loved Me

Not money, the way you loved came between us.
Every woman loves a diamond ring, emerald, gold something.
Many times, I only needed to be held, cared for, not things,
promises but your presesnce.

The tapestry of women you embraced sent a clear message.
Your desire was for a woman, not a special someone.
I needed to be number one, the only one, not one of a dozen.