Not For Sale

My love has no price tag,
It’s not for sale.
I’ve placed it in a bag,
Out of reach from any male.

I’ve heard too many stories,
About tears and fights,
Caused by third parties,
Also lonely nights.

My heart is sterilized,
For I’m smart,
To have realized,
That in love, I want no part.

I can be everything to you,
……… Except a lover.
I’m one of the few
Whom, from love, cower.

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