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
