Blue Palm Tree Throne

"Come share my blue palm tree throne," you say.
I shake my head and you shake yours.
We stood and stared for a moment, until I could stand the silence no more. Less than a minute, it felt like eternity.
"You've laid your heart out on the throne."
You nod.
"I ... I don't know how to do that."
You shake your head, but you smile.
"It won't be fair if only your heart was open. Mine needs to be too."
You nod. Encouraging.
"All I have is the truth — my feelings, emotions, thoughts. I don't have much else to give."
You push the throne towards me and whisper, "Well, that is all you need. That is all there is to laying your heart out."