Penny for my thought
If I’m given a penny in exchange for what is on my mind, I’d take that penny to cherish with pride. For what I have to share, is priceless and valuable beyond the riches of many men in which they could spare. Here, place the penny in the palm of my hand and I’ll share with you, how I’ve laid beneath the stars. Fifteen stories high amongst the midnight blue sky. City lights resting at my side in the near distance. As we laid encamped in arms, dreaming…. drifting, as the subtle breeze cooled our heat. We let go of time, we let go of care. There was no one there but us and those special stars. okay, enough of that moment; how about you place another penny in this hand here! And I’ll tell you about the time that we sat on a schools front and chattered beyond night fall. While the random people passed and walked by, we stood still as I invested in him and him I. Tracing my fingertips amongst the arch of his feet. Massaging to ease the pains, kissing it to subdue the awkward phase. Snapping pictures to freeze frame the moment, tied to a song; to look back and be captivated by the essence of that feeling… the feeling of everything being perfect, of everything being right. Or, how about my last thought I’ll share with you tonight. And for this you can save your next penny because today I put my pride aside. Today, I put my pride aside and I cried. Cried tears like I haven’t done in years. I attempt to hide my face and emotions amongst the embrace. Continuously wiping my eye. But in the end, being defeated by the gaze in his eyes. Not knowing the next time I’ll get to see them in real sight. Watching those eyes fight the same fight. you walk away and glance to me over your shoulder to wave. I recall the uttered words of you not wanting to leave me as I cling onto you. I cling onto those words, I cling onto these memories. I cling onto our days, simultaneously, unleashing the many restrictions that have guarded me…. So, that’s two pennies for three of my thoughts for which there are many more from which they come. Yet, I cherish too much to share. For there are not enough pennies in the world, worth the experiences I shared with the visitor from another city. He’s taken a piece of me. And, I look up to the stars of this night to connect with him again. And I will look up at the stars from this night and every night on to connect with him through them there stars. Cause just as they are, though they (both) maybe far, the reaction they’ve caused within my heart…..has been sure to leave a mark.
