I walked in the shop filled with things I like
In all colors and in all grandeur they were all displayed
I looked around in search of the one perfect piece
I can buy more than one but that’s too much
It’s a sin
I saw one particular piece that’s almost hidden on a corner shelf
Timid, gentle and simple – just the way I like them
Approaching it makes the feeling stronger
Yes, this is the perfect piece, well, at least for today
Asking for more than that is a sin
I laid out the notes in exchange of the goods
Preference is unwrapped as they feel good in my hands
I left the shop with satisfaction up the brim
Today’s urge to splurge was fulfilled
Thinking of doing it again is a sin
