Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Penny Arcade - 1984

The Penny Arcade on Main Street was once a...penny arcade.
It was there that we first met.
As I walked into the place, I was drawn to her.
She did not say a word.
Neither did I.
Our eyes locked for a moment and I found myself walking over to her. Something about her was mystical.
Her long dark hair draped over her shoulders. She had dark eyes, incredible lashes and full lips. She wore a dramatic silky blouse with a vest and a bold sash.
I stood before her searching for a way to connect. There are some people in this life you wouldn't drop a dime on.
For her, I dropped a quarter.
We never spoke, but she left me with this.