Avaricious

You covetous fool.
Grasping for thin air adorned in rhinestone.
It is the sun reflecting itself, nothing else
even your own reflection will have you thus fooled- but not I.
your epicureanism has lost its charm- I see no good to come
in the excess of pleasure such as this

Why must you beg like a lost king
for that which is mine? Rapacious pillager of hearts-
You are misery incarnate,
jealous and never satisfied but
trapped in flesh that soon will rot
like your sugared tooth bleeding at the gum.