Don't offer your heart,
A heart of love, dazzling with spark,
Instead,
Gift me with a purse,
A chic Chanel, dazzling with class.
Heart Vs purse,
Which one deserves a pass?
You carry life's baggage in your heart,
The scars of pain,
The joys of rain,
Which can hardly be told apart!
Why then would I pick a heart,
When the purse is so feather-like and new?
I would rather have the purse than the delicate heart,
Vulnerable to my human persona,
Brittle as glass.
I am such a clumsy klutz!
None worthy of your soft heart!
The purse is easy,
The heart makes me queasy.
The purse makes me look edgy,
The heart makes me feel weary.
The heart can betray,
The purse is always loyal,
Cosy,
A constant solace!
Give me a purse,
Lock the heart away,
In some place deep,
That even the gods cannot retrieve it.
I want not the heart,
Whether in bits,
Or in pieces whole.
Give me your wits,
Your time, your name,
Give me a purse,
But your heart you will not!
