Nothing Left To Give

I gave you my love my sweet turtle dove I gave you my hand deep in quicksand I gave you my name "I do" you exclaim Gifts small and great even a sporadic date The child in womb procreate sweet bloom Trip round the world marriage flag unfurled A humble marriage bed sweet serenity spread A house and lovely home when your too tired to roam but I've run out of gifts and replaced them with rifts and I looked in the store there was nothing anymore