She has jewels that shine in pristine light
of diamonds and silver and gold
she wanted more amethysts, despite
the thousands she beholds
She has dresses of the finest silk
the tresses of lavish lace
they caress her skin of whitest milk
hair in spirals around her face
But after all this? She wanted more
jewels and dresses not enough
a thousand dresses strewn across the floor
and tears tracked her cheeks because
There are some things that money can’t buy
space in her heart dresses can’t fill
whether it be friendship, or a love to the sky
and she’s searching for it still