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No Money Only Love, I want

For sustaining life survival, exactly money is necessary.


However, it'd be minimally necessary, but the more precious is just love.
Though even tough, life is, no money only love, I want it only.


Much money around me, but no love is entirely unendurable.


Contrary, love beside me, just certainly, though no money actually, but even that could be endurable.


Carnally practically useful or so convenient necessity, just important, nevertheless, even with these so much, no love, no affectionate life is never acceptable at least to me.


Because I want only love, even it'd be tiny, and small one, if it'd be irreplaceably precious, only just one love, I'd throw anything except it away from me.


Yes, only so modest and small but never exchangeable love is only I want.


No money needed, no status, no richer life, only love I want.


No any useful position, idea, nor no power, only not lying not force love, I want.
Even in thorny fierce road stepping, just only one love is attending me, I'd give up everything, anything I do never want, I only want love surrounding me, though even tough, either no money, nevertheless, only precious love beside me, any other necessary thing, I'd plainly give up.


Because, after all, only love must be believably convincing at least to me.


Love, small but warmer and merciful exact love, I want only it, even no money, no rich life, only beside me small love, that's enough, no other thing could be necessary than it.




Yes, life ultimately no advantage, only so not false, not lying, no pretending only small love, I want only it, I want nothing but it, no other any seen so attracting thing no I need not.




Even tough, life is, no money, only love I want.



Only it beside me, any other everything is not necessary item at least to me.



No money, only love I want.



Because only love is precious, deserves to love and have affection.




Only love to us, me either.





Mar. 8th.      2022