Give Away

I will give it away This love, like a coin I kept in my pocket Shiny, when new, Smooth to the touch, Valuable, it's worth, Yet no worth, in keeping it, For myself Unspent Perhaps I can buy myself a second glance Trade it in for another chance... Bank it, so that it gains interest Or maybe, just drill a hole through it's center (Much like the hole in my soul) Lace it onto a silver stand To hang, nearest, my heart I would rather be broke Than BROKEN Choose the poverty of keeping my poetry, Over the Prince, turned in truth, to Pauper He, failing to see I loved him best, when only the world was Ours Two unskilled souls, looking for LOVE As a true investment... Even though I received no return receipt I was happy, then, in the richness of his voice Flip the coin, Heads...too filled with yesterday's troubles Tails...I think along other lines... When the small of my back brushed against his belly And the only debt we had was to one another's survival I am used to being hungry Just not used to starving... For the love I cannot but a dollar amount on I, He, We, know the banquet Of what a bundle of love can afford you This coin, kept in my pocket Along with the hope he recalls what we once were