I am looking for warm contentment of spirit
But you are thinking for the splendor of the gimmicks.
I am looking for tender love like emerald woods;
But you have loathe towards divinity without means.
Psychosomatic gratification has no set prerequisites,
People can be blissful by the feel they owe inside,
Contentment is not a matter of affluence as comfort do.
Wealth has too many inequitable issues,
Richness has too many condition to fulfill.
For that reason I yearn for you too easily
But you never come close to my thought anyway.