A Peasant Lover Poem by Preston Mwiinga

My rival approaches you with expensive things. He visits you with a powerful ride, expensive gifts. He says that he loves you so much and that he can even sponsor you to further your education. He uses his wealth trying to buy your love.

Look at me, I am just a peasant lover coming to you but i have expensive love. I do not want to buy your love with money nor with my material wealth. But I want to buy it with my heart and with my whole self.

I don't just love you because of your cuteness but because you are humble, loving, charming and caring. You are principled, cute and your ways are perfect.

I am not ready to compete with my main rival, love me the way i am, accept me the way I am because I am just me. I may come to your place strapping and he will come driving, I may call you with a simple Nokia 3310 and him with an I phone, I may present you simple gifts but they will be direct from my heart and him very expensive ones but with a hidden agenda of just using you and later dump you like trash. What matters honey is that i love you from the deepest inside of me. One fact that i know is that you are not meant to be easily bought. My love for you is very genuine.

The smiles that he and his friends show you are very fake, they don't even consider you as human. I do not have the best chaff of smile to give you but my actions and my heart do have. They have a story to tell you that i love you so much and that i want to spend my life with you.

Open your heart for me because I love you. I may be a peasant lover but I carry real love.

The choice whether to love someone because of their wealth or just a peasant lover with only a heart to win you over is in your hands.

Is it money to buy your love or its just a heart. Choose today and make your best decision.