Shine
There were lamps behind my eyes
Hidden for most of my life
Yet your smile lit them up for the first time
And gave me the strength
To see through the deepest darkness
I was a wandering minstrel
Singing my songs for a careless dime
You were a passing princess
On your way to meet with your parole officer
But you stopped and listened
And gave me a heartfelt dime
The streets are an urban jungle
Filled with iron lions on the prowl
Their guts heaving gratuitous growls
And I was a deer among them
A wanderer with no place to call home
But still I wandered through the jungle
Even if I was prey
To find the owner of a heartfelt dime
Yet all that time searching
The lights in my eyes began to grow dim
Until I heard a song
From the confines of my mind
Your body was coated in tattoos
And your nose held a ring
Your clothes were ripped and tattered
But your smile was whole
And when I sang along
I noticed something strange
Our voices matched
In imperfect harmony
This was no classic romantic novel
And our out of sync singing
Had us laughing
But when I took your hand the laughing stopped
For you were homeless
Living on the kindness of passerby
Yet the world was your home
You told me with a smile
A tear in your eye
I dug into my pocket and handed her a coin
A grimy, mud caked thing
I told her I sang for a careless dime
But hers was heartfelt
And when her lips pressed to mine
I finally felt whole
And when I pulled back
I wasn't the only one shining
There were lamps behind your eyes
Hidden for most of your life
Yet my smile lit them up for the first time
And gave you the strength
To see through the deepest darkness
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2017
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