My Rich Beloved

Rich is my beloved,
Who speaks highly of himself,
Disregards my heart— no more care.
He presents me with gifts,
Expensive jewels.
How can this replace your time?
Your touch— how I’ve missed them,
The warmth of your love
When we first kissed,
The oath we swore;
To have and behold forever,
How soon have you forgotten?
If any error be in me,
Judge me not to condemnation,
In love, correct me.
Oh, my beloved,
What use is your riches?
If it can’t buy happiness in our home.
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