I care for

i care for vodka. i care for worldwide travel, and coffee breaks. &/or spiking my coffee.
i care for sparkly things, and expensive pieces.
i care for mark down clothes and flea markets.
i care for letters, for poetry and romanticism.
i care for art, but not for her critics.
i care for packs of reds, but not of its stench.
i care for small rectangular plastic cards that make every shopping experience pleasant.
i care for little smiles, care little for frequent sighs.
i care for dewy greens and moldy browns
for delicate laces, and satin and tulles.
for fur, feathers and leather.
for sugar, for salt.
for woody scents.

ah, lovely lovely things.
but in the end I care most for you.