The Price of Love

Getting a kiss is easy,
they don’t cost a thing.
A smile took effort
at least when it’s more than a grin.
She holds no value over her flesh,
so she gives of it freely.
She’ll give me anything I want
if I just ask for it.
But not her heart.
Never her heart.
Her heart is like a shooting star
elusive in the best of times.
Something to strive for.
And when you finally grab a hold,
cherish it deeply.
To get a kiss is an easy thing,
but to gain her love would be heavenly.

Prompt: Shooting Star

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