
I won’t fall for teaching
I won’t be a preacher
I won’t be tempted again
To be something less than
Who I am: a lover.
Please don’t think I need gold
Diamonds are pretty but
They’ll never come close
To the brilliance of love,
So I’d rather be a lover.
I know some people never seem to learn
And others try and try and try
But don’t ever make it to the end
What more can I do then my very best
To show them how beautiful they are
When love shines
Through their words and eyes.
I won’t fall for teaching
I won’t be a preacher
I won’t be tempted again
To be something less than
Who I am: a lover.
Here’s to all lovers who whitstand
The thunderstorms of the world.
Andreea Garden, June 2017