Barter After Love Poem by James McLain

And after love it fades, before it did,
Your cup was always full and over flowed.
The wood we burned was hot and we'd,
Have nothing left to do but put it out.

Had you in another life and you again I found,
And all you had was what I bought.
Your eye's loved me and would their weight,
In gold again I'd buy.

Oh, I would buy it all and never count the gold,
My love to you I'd give and never count It's cost.
To those who buy their peace and know no joy,
I would give you what should be, to have it all.