You Don'T Know Poem by Fie KroC

If love isn’t worth more than silver and gold, if it’s not worth fighting for, tell me man, what is? !
Give up your whole kingdom for one last touch of the ivory skin, the pale lips and the soul with fire.
Then you’ll learn what real love is, you’ll taste it and feel it on your bare skin.
And in that cold December night you’ll know it was all worth it, because no silver nor gold could have kept you warm.