Spare Change by Blu Wynd Faerie

there's a shadow on your face

i cannot push back this curtain without your hands

the weight of your stare is so heavy

i struggle under the teeming stars

don't expect me to flower in the dark

stop it

your relentless secretive nature haunts me

your sheathed eyes follow me in my night

distant stalker, you're too far off for comfort

avoiding me won't let me grow

crowd my space, please

this stagnant water's shaking me up

we're driving on a treadmill, going to nowhere

take me someplace besides imagination

i'm restless from this imitation road trip

drag me along the dusty sands

slip me into your locket

fly me as your rainbow kite

if i blow away in a tornado's wake,

i'll fight the current back home

splice me into your genes

make me your eternal tagalong

stitch us together with twine

i'll always be the pocket change

always where you least expect me

unending, shining silver,

scattered through your car, your room,

your life

you cannot ever spend me