Your beautiful mind

I do not care

about the thread count

of the suit you wear

or how much dough you make,

I’m not fascinated

by your imported silk pocket squares

or your fancy steaks

Your stocks and bonds?
I could care less

So you’re a V.I.P.?

I’m not impressed

Don’t tell me about the interiors

of the many cars you own

or how much you paid

for your cologne

I could care less

if you were made of gold

Tell me, how rich is your soul?

I care only for the colors

of the thoughts you paint,

each brushstroke

of what you create

I only want to know

what makes you feel,

your morality, conscience,

and your ideals

I want to know the depths

of your tremendous spirit,

what drives you,

and what you hold dearest

I will define you only by that

which resides in your heart

because that is all that is left

if your world falls apart

I do not care 
for the riches you find

I will only fall

for your beautiful mind