Have I won the lottery?
You drop sweet phrases into my ear canal as if you were depositing quarters into a piggy bank
No compliment is left unspent
And your letters are made of pure gold.
Priceless
And authentic
I value every word because you see me as a worthy investment
Of your affections
I want to say I love you
Because these are the only words I know will hold any value
In this crazy stock market of love
But I need to wait
I have spent my time
Trying to change the boys I see as creditable
I’ve wound up broke
With just a few pennies to spare
You don’t need coins to change
You have done that on your own
And spending your time on me
Is an inelastic expense
You don’t deposit value into your phrases
So you can cash in later
You speak what you feel
No price tags attached
With no desire to be wealthy
And no need for materialistic things
I have begun to realize that this antique love affair is one of a kind
I am rich!