Touch Me Not With The Finest Wines Poem by Esther Hadassah Sendeza

Touch me not with diamonds,
Or the Egyptian cotton, that gives my skin comfort.
Touch me not with your gold,
Or with silver that lasts a century.

Touch me not with the finest of wines,
Or the biggest castle the world has ever seen.
Touch me not with expensive gifts,
Or with a flood of words that mean nothing.

Touch me with true words instead,
And actions that prove your words.
Touch me with that look in your eyes,
And with your heart as mine to have.

Your arms around me at the break of dawn,
With your love so pure, touch me.

Yes I'd rather,
You touch me with your heart instead.