temporary golden hair
lines your/my face and eyes.
through rose-colored lenses
you watch
a thousand quiet goodbyes.
the smell/ the sound of you
the plain you-filled
space of air
brings me to the silent
awakening, the knowledge
of my place, my honor
my indelible shining smile.
"i love you, baby,
and if it's quite alright,
i need you baby,
to warm a lonely night"
you are my sunshine, my only sunshine
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