She's my pride, my winning prize, always a surprise, to look into her eyes, see her free soul, as soap that slips from the grip of control; a stroll through the park on a dark night with stars to spar...
The price you will offer yourself to the world, is how much they will buy you.
You can have the love you want, if you can afford its price tag. For every love has its price, monetary or non-monetary.
Keep your eyes on the prize for you cant hit an unseen target but don't forget to pay the price