Worth More Than Gold Poem by John Sensele

To me hypocrisy spells tragedy
If all I miss is your body
Making me feel ten feet tall
When towards me hurtles my downfall.

Shame on me, I say
If money be the only way
I grantyou dignity
Any time you step into my vicinity.

I claim you're the apple of my eye
If such soft nothings mean a cry
I whisper in your ear
To calm and conceal my insecurity fear.

Girl, you're worth more than gold
If as a man I grow bold
To act and enact the pleasure
I should give you beyond measure

Because you deserve far more
Than histrionics from the bore
I sometimes present to you
I promise you to improve in my next stew.